His Mate in One Life, His Regret in the Next

My younger sister, Ivy, was engaged to Nathan, the heir to the Silver Moon Pack.

After Nathan and I drank laurel wine laced with an aphrodisiac, we lost control and slept together. To preserve the alliance between our packs, Mother had me take Ivy's place. Nathan and I completed the mate bond, while Ivy was sent north to marry its elderly, gravely ill Alpha.

On the day of her mating ceremony, however, Ivy's convoy was attacked by rogue wolves. She died at the border.

Nathan hated me from that day forward. For more than twenty years, our bond brought me only neglect and humiliation.