The Healer He Rejected: A White Wolf Reborn

From the back cover

For six months, I drained my very soul to heal Alpha Coleton's paralyzed spine. I gave so much energy that I lost the ability to shift into my wolf form. I thought when he finally stood up, he would announce to the pack that I was his Fated Mate.

Instead, he looked right through me.

"You have served the pack well as a servant," he said coldly.

Then he welcomed back Charly, the woman who had abandoned him the moment he was injured. To protect Charly from a harmless spider, he shoved me into a purification pool laced with liquid silver. It burned my skin like acid, leaving scars that refused to fade.

When Charly faked a cough during lunch, he accused me of poisoning her with Wolfsbane. He didn't check the food. He simply grabbed my jaw and forced boiling hot soup down my throat while I gagged and begged for mercy.

"If you hurt her again, I'll make you a slave," he threatened, his eyes full of disgust.

I finally understood. My sacrifice meant nothing to him. He would kill me to please a liar.

So, I sent a single text: "I accept your rejection, Alpha Coleton."

Then I disappeared.

Three years later, I returned. Not as a weak, broken healer, but as a legendary White Wolf, with the most powerful Alpha Prime in Europe holding my hand.

Coleton fell to his knees in the middle of the airport, tears streaming down his face as he begged for the bond to return.

I looked down at him with glowing golden eyes.

"You broke me so I could rebuild myself," I said softly. "And I built a world where you don't exist."