Left in the Ashes: The Alpha's Rejected Mate

On Seraphina the wandering wolf‑girl’s birthday, she suggested everyone try out the clan’s simulated ability‑training chamber.

Yet the indoor facility had already been tampered with and filled with deadly silver mist. I was locked inside, begging for my life.

My fated mate only spoke to me in a cold, unyielding tone:

“Quit playing the victim. If you cannot get through that door in five minutes, there is no point in you coming back at all.”

My own brother called me a pathetic disgrace. My childhood friend sneered at my desperate cries for help.