The 100th Task- When His Fated Mate Finally Gave Up

Alpha Fabian's first reaction to learning I was his fated mate? Rejection.

But drunk at the bonfire festival, he couldn't fight the pull of fate. He marked me.

Marking a rejected mate came with a price. His power weakened. Forced into a bond with me, he despised me.

For two years, I bled for him. I did 100 impossible things, just hoping for a single glance.

I snuck into forbidden lands for rare herbs.

I negotiated with enemy packs.

I fought on the front lines for him in pack wars, always coming back covered in scars.

But the one he truly loved was my adopted sister, Gloria.

Even my own parents, the pack's Beta, hated me. I was their lost daughter, raised by rogues for fifteen years. But they only had eyes for their perfect, obedient adopted girl.

Then, on my 100th task, I nearly died in the Valley of Shadows.

When I woke up, I had amnesia.

I was done chasing a cold mate and a family's love I'd never have.

And when I finally walked away, Fabian discovered the truth.

It was never me who couldn't live without him.

It was always him.

For two years, I did everything thing for my fated mate, Alpha Fabian. One hundred dangerous tasks, just to make him happy. But he only ever loved my sister, Gloria.

My 100th task for him?

Venturing into the Valley of Shadows to steal a rare herb from a hostile pack.

This time, I almost didn't make it back.

"You stupid girl! You almost died!"

A sharp, female voice pierced my ears.

I slowly opened my eyes. The white ceiling of a tent swam into view.

A splitting pain shot through my head.

My memories were a blur, a fog.

"For a mission? You went into the Valley of Shadows alone for that fool!" a man's angry roar followed.

Valley of Shadows? Mission?

I tried to remember, but all I got were broken pieces.

The backlash from a pack ward lit up the sky, then everything went black.

"I…"

"Enough!" The woman cut me off, her eyes filled with disappointment. "Look at you. What a wreck you've made of yourself, just to get Fabian's attention. I think the Moon Goddess got it wrong with this whole fated mate thing!"

Fabian.

The name made my heart race, but I couldn't picture his face.

"Gloria was worried sick about you all night," she went on, her tone suddenly softening. "She's already so fragile, and you've stressed her into a wreck."

I watched her expression shift.

Disgust when she looked at me. Pure love when she talked about Gloria.

"Who are you? Who's Gloria?" I asked, my voice weak.

The man and woman exchanged a look.

"Oh, so now you have amnesia?" the man sneered. "Convenient."

"She's our adopted daughter," he continued. "A thousand times better than you ever were."

Adopted? Then what about me?

"Am I your real daughter?"

"So what if you are?" my mother snapped. "Are