I Tore Off My Alpha’s Mark and Walked Away

For the past two months, I've been getting photos. Photo s of my fated mate, Andrew, fucking his mistress, Crystal -a sultry omega. 【Dear Luna, Andrew left so many mar ks on me last night. He said I'm the only one who's ever made him feel a real orgasm.】【Oh, and that famous s oothing ability you're so proud of? I have it too. He says I can replace you completely now.】【Don't worry, I'll take good care of your mate for you.】In the photos, a smud ge of Crystal's lipstick was a glaring stain on Andrew's m ate mark. Looking at those messages, disbelief curdled i nto despair, and finally, into a cold, hard numbness. Until tonight, when the Moon Goddess finally answered my de sperate prayers. I could sacrifice half of my soothing gift for one chance to sever our mate bond on my own. In se ven days, I will finally leave Andrew for good. Less