It Doesn’t Matter Anymore novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65

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stared at my reflection, at that hark wot etted over my newbor

The Verales backed tired. He sounded womed “This mark means you the Severlang hiphia s

erything. Rights, profection status Gone Youth be just another lone wolf out there

nod said My voice was steady Solid

by back on the cold table. The metal bit into my skin ‘Get it over with

sighed. “Alright Afterward, I’ll give you the Scent-Sleep Draught. Strong stuff. It’ll hide your scent from any wolf even him, for a week.

Zweek’s enough.”

an this. The new name. Lois Right?”

ght”

sid already filed the papers. Lois. Like the lights in a cold sky. Far away. Free. That was the plan.

tepped outside, and his face was plastered on a huge screen. That vow renewal interview. Everyone was still talking about it.

here he was. All Alpha power and charm, standing in front of that ridiculously expensive new den.

Sipha Joseph,” a reporter fawned, “is ‘Moonshadow Den’ really a hundred-million-coin gift for your Luna?”

seph looked right into the camera with those warm eyes. The ones that used to work on me. “It’s more than a gift. She loves moonflowers. I had

herty thousand shipped from the Sylvan Glade. The whole place is covered.”

The screen showed a flood of glowing blue petals. A perfect picture.

For my Lois,” he said, voice low, “I’d pull down the stars. A den is nothing.”

Awave of sighs and happy yips came from the lower-ranked wolves watching.

Moon Goddess, he’s perfect!”

A den full of moonflowers! Goals!”

ois is so lucky, What did she do to deserve him?”

Estood in the crowd. My stomach turned, looking at those perfect flowers.

Saved the werewolf race? Please. I’d just been blind. Stupid.

Joseph and I were Fated Mates. Ten years. I thought we were the Moon Goddess’s own match.

Then, two months back, my phone buzzed. An encrypted video.

The setting was Moonshadow Den. My moonflowers were in full bloom.

And right there in the middle of them, two people. Naked. Moving together.

The she wolf was Ada. A young Omega Joseph took pity on. She’d just turned mature.

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dert, extened in my own tagh prestessiobe The silk was forb, right on

They i crating me: I cant heat right

eyes going hiphs red. He pushed her down. Hurt? Then scream. I like it when you sound like a akut

est fat. Gold. “She just lies there. Dead You you get going out here in the dirt

fiose beautiful flowers in my head rotted Turned to maggots: Every mark on her skin, every noise she made it all stabbed in

Gudelt wrathi it again I walked Straight into the worst part of the black market.

Med a Mark van box from my bag. Inside the platinum and blood diamond ring. The Alpha’s Heartstone. The one he put on my finge

A he promised me forever

enge on the counter “Dead pawn. Sell it.”

*shop owner, ears twitching, leaned in and sniffed. He stiffened. “This is… the Heartstone. You’re sure? This is real power”

Set id,” I said, my voice flat. Hard, “Give all the money to the stray animal shelter. Put it under the name…” I stopped. Let the words out. “Put it

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