My Mate's Betrayal And Rejection

Eighteen year old Hannah Ayala makes the ultimate sacrifice to protect her mate, future Alpha of the crimson pack, Coby Brady, by taking the fall for a crime she didn't commit. Believeing in Coby's promise to free her once he becomes Alpha. She hopes for a future together, however, her world crumble when Coby reject her, labeling her a murderer and choosing her step-sister Vivian as his luna.

Imprisoned and abandoned to rot, Hannah discovers she is pregnant with Coby's child. When her pack is attacked, Hannah seizes the opportunity to escape, only to be captured by Xavier Bonnet, the most feared lycan king alive.

Xavier, cursed by the moon goddess for his ruthlessness has been searching for a pure soul to break his immortality curse. But he never expected Hannah, a woman marked by betrayal and carrying another man's child to be the one to heal the darkness within him.

Yet for Hannaah's sake, Xavier is willing to forsake everything, even his own redemption.

**EXCERPT**

"Coby please," I gasped, trying to speak but my voice was barely audible.

With bloodshot eyes, Coby began to speak over me, his voice cold and detached. "I, Alpha Coby Brady, hereby reject you, Hannah Ayala, as my mate and future luna. I hope you rot her in prison for all eternity"

I couldn't breathe, not because his hands were still choking my windpipe, but because the connection binding us as fated mates had been snapped in two. I felt vunerable and gasping for air, the pain ripping through my chest totally unbearable.

But i wasn't going to let him have the last word. With a voice that was loud and clearer than i thought possible, i told him, "I, Hannah Ayala, hereby accept your rejection,"

001: The Confession

HANNAH’S POV

I stood before the pack elders, my wrists bound in the cold grip of silver shackles. The metal bit into my skin, but the pain barely registered in my mind. My heart pounded so loudly that it drowned out the low murmur of the council members as they conferred among themselves.

I could feel the weight of the other pack members' judgmental gazes pressing down on me, a suffocating force that left me struggling to breathe.

The elder in charge, a stern old man with a face weathered by years of harsh decisions, finally turned his cold gaze toward me. His eyes, dark and unreadable, locked onto mine. The air in the room grew heavier as he spoke, his voice carrying the finality of a death knell.

"Do you confess to the crime you’ve been accused of?" he asked, his tone devoid of any emotion, as if my fate was already sealed in his mind.

I swallowed hard, feeling the dryness in my throat, and nodded. "Yes," I whispered, the word barely escaping my lips. "I did it. I killed her."

The room erupted into an uproar, with many calling for my immediate beheading and worse. I could see the disgust in their