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Samuel North and I were the pack's nightmare couple. Every wolf in our territory knew the story. He kept a she-wolf on the side to gut me, so I ran him down with my truck and shattered his leg. He snuck off to howl at his first love's grave, so I smashed her headstone with a silver-tipped baseball bat. We'd been locked in this blood feud for twenty years. Cursed each other to die rogue deaths more times than I could count. But when we both got bitten by the same wolfsbane viper, Samuel shoved the last vial of antivenom into my hands. He chose my life over his own. As his wolf faded, Samuel whispered, "Noemi, I don't owe you anything in this life. Next time, just let me go. Let me be with Maggie, okay?" Maggie Warren was my sister. The pack's beloved false Luna, the impostor everyone adored. Turns out, she was the one they'd all wanted from the start. So when I opened my eyes again, back on that night, the one where the drugged wine was still sweating on the table, I didn't wait for the heat to take me. I stabbed my own thigh with a fruit knife, the pain screaming through my wolf, just to keep my head clear. Then I turned and walked out. This time, let's keep our paths apart. No more fated-mate bond.