Alice, My Only Love

I was the eldest daughter of the Shadow Wolves pack. Anyone who married me would gain the full support of Shadow Wolves.

Every wolf in the pack knew that Ryan Trivett and I had grown up together, practically destined for each other. I'd been infatuated with him for as long as I could remember.

In this life, though, I didn't choose Ryan. Instead, I ended up with his uncle, Lucas Trivett.

Why? Because in my previous life, I had been married to Ryan for five years, and he had never touched me. I used to think he had his reasons—some secret burden he couldn't share.

But one day, I accidentally stumbled into the hidden chamber behind our bedroom. There, I saw him pleasuring himself to a photo of my cousin.

That was the moment I realized the truth. He never loved me. He had only ever used me.

Now, with this second chance at life, I had decided to let them have each other.

But when I walked down the aisle in my wedding dress toward Lucas, Ryan completely lost it.

The day after our engagement was finalized, the Shadow Wolves celebrated the annual Full Moon Festival—a grand event for the pack.

Moonlight bathed the stage, which served as the heart of the celebration. At its center was a massive stone altar holding ceremonial goblets and offerings dedicated to the Moon Goddess. Behind the stage loomed a towering Ferris wheel, its lights twinkling against the night sky.

In one corner of the festival grounds, Ryan Trivett leaned casually against an ancient tree, a silver goblet in hand. He was boasting to his friends about his latest hunting exploits.

The moment I stepped into the bustling festival, his friend, Blake Glisson, was the first to notice me.

"Hey, Ryan, your little shadow is here again," Blake said with a grin, his teasing tone drawing laughter from the nearby wolves.

"You guys are engaged already, and she's still trailing after you like a pup!" someone else chimed in.

Ryan turned his head and spotted me, a flash of irritation crossing his face.

"Alice, are you so desperate to get married?" he said coldly, his voice dripping with contempt. "You went ahead and got our families to finalize the engagement without even asking me. Now the whole pack knows we're supposed to get married. Really, great job!"

His scornful words stung, but I quickly steadied myself, lifting my chin to meet his golden gaze.

"Ryan, I didn't need your permission," I said firmly, my voice steady. "Because I'm not marrying you."

The crowd fell silent for a moment before erupting into laughter.

Blake laughed the hardest, doubling over as if he couldn't breathe. "Ryan, you'd better sweet-talk your little fiancée before she pulls another stunt to get your attention!"

Ryan's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he stared me down. His voice dropped, laced with barely restrained anger.

"Alice, what is this? Some new tactic to play hard to get?" he hissed. "If