"Hello, my mate. I’m back."

Before my wedding, my fiancé's long-lost fated mate, Hallie, returned.

She was terminally ill, and her only dying wish was to have a wedding of her own.

So my mate, Joseph Stevens, Alpha of the Wilderness Pack, gave her the wedding I had spent so long preparing.

I watched as she walked down the aisle in the wedding gown I had sewn with my own hands, wearing the jewelry I had chosen, and holding my mate’s hand as she entered the marriage that was meant for me.

Out of compassion for her as a dying woman, I endured it all.

But when Alpha Joseph asked me to give him the necklace my mother had left me on her deathbed as a wedding gift for his first love, I decided to let him go.

I didn’t argue or fight; instead, I turned and went to the hospital to have an abortion.

As he wished, I stepped aside for him and his true love.

Yet, later, Alpha Joseph came to me, frantically begging for my forgiveness.

"Evelyn, please don’t leave me..."