His Unwanted True Mate Is The Legendary White Wolf

From the back cover

In the vision the Moon Goddess showed me, I was a creature of absolute submission, an Omega servant living only to serve the Blackwood Pack.

When Alpha Kael's wolf core was shattered by silver weapons while fighting dangerous Rogues for his favored girl, they demanded a miracle.

I let them bind me to a cold silver table and carve into my chest, extracting my rare White Wolf blood and half my core just to save him.

I gave him my life and my future.

But the moment he recovered, he cast me aside like garbage.

While he paraded around healthy and strong with his future Luna, I was left to rot in a damp basement room.

I suffered from agonizing chronic pain, lost my ability to shift, and ultimately died a slow, lonely death.

He didn't even look at me once.

Until my dying breath, I couldn't understand.

I had sacrificed everything for him. I was the only reason he was still breathing.

Why did my absolute devotion only earn me coldness, neglect, and an early grave?

I woke from the dream still nineteen, standing right where the nightmare began.

The Moon Goddess had shown me my fate—so I could refuse it.

This time, when the Luna demanded my blood to save her precious dying son, I looked her dead in the eye.

"Kael can wait. I will not consent to a core extraction."

In this life, I am choosing myself.