Chapter 1

I've been dating Derek, the Alpha heir of Frosthowl pack, for three years.

He's never marked me, never mentioned marriage.

I know he still can't forget his deceased former mate Vivian, which is why he takes such good care of Vivian's sister Moira.

But I always believed that with time and companionship, he would eventually fall completely in love with me.

Until one day, on my way home, I was attacked by a group of Rogues.

I barely escaped, beaten and severely injured.

I called Derek for help, but he accused me of lying and yelled at me:

"You're my girlfriend. How could any Rogue dare attack you? Are you making up lies just to get my attention?"

"I told you, I won't mark you until Moira finds her mate!"

Then I heard Moira's voice on the other end of the line:

"Derek, I'm done with my shower. Your turn."

Derek snapped "Stop putting on a show, I need to take care of Moira" and hung up.

The pain nearly made me pass out.

I used every ounce of strength I had left to dial emergency services.

Later, the doctor said I needed to be hospitalized for serious injuries.

I called him over a dozen times, but no one answered.

Then I saw Moira post something on social media.

[These condoms are pretty good quality.]

The picture showed several used condoms.

After I recovered and was discharged, since I still hadn't met my destined mate, I agreed to the arranged marriage my parents had set up.

"Yes, the sooner the wedding date, the better."