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My fiancé Damon Warwick's "bestie" played a little too hard at a full-moon rager and paid the price. Drugged and pregnant with some random wolf's pup, she didn't know who the father was. Right in the middle of our mating ceremony, Damon publicly rejected me in front of the entire pack. "Sylvia, I have to step up for Elena and her baby," he declared. "She won't survive without me." I calmly slid off the wolf bone ring he'd given me and accepted his rejection. In my previous life, I couldn't handle the humiliation. I threw a fit and exposed Elena Blackwood's dirty secret right then and there, telling everyone she was carrying some random guy's bastard. The pack banished her. Shunned by everyone, she lost her mind and jumped off a cliff. Damon didn't react when he found out. Instead, he waited. He stripped me naked, locked me in a pitch-black den, and let a gang of rogues he hired torment me. "If it weren't for you, Elena would still be alive," he'd growled. "You're going to pay back every ounce of her suffering, a hundred times over!" As those beasts tore me apart limb from limb, I finally realized the sheer depth of his hatred. But now, I was back. I opened my eyes to the exact moment Damon was rejecting me in front of the crowd.