The Raven Wolf King: Wolfless

“Did you get rejected?!” My sister Jade laughs at me. “I knew it! I told you that you would. No one would ever want you. A wolfless. But I’m more surprised that you, of all people, found a fated mate. Kind of unfair if you ask me.” It stings to hear this. It’s exactly what happened. She was right. “Well, let’s not let this bring us down.” Mother smiles and claps. “It’s been decided that Jade is to be mated to the fourth wolf prince. ” Jade smirks. “One of the bastard illegitimate princes, but I’m not complaining.” She smiles with pride. “He’s still a prince.” The crowd suddenly grow noisy. The princes arrive. “Alpha Prince Dorian, the fourth prince, Antonio the fifth, and Emmet the sixth—all of them illegitimate.” All three men wave with broad smiles. Suddenly, another man hurries past them. “That’s Alpha Prince Raphael! Second born to a true royal‑blooded Luna.” The stunning blond man—his hair lighter than even my mother’s or sister’s—strides forward with an imposing pace. His bright blue eyes gleam beneath the black suit and satin shirt, half‑unbuttoned to reveal the edge of his tattoos. I freeze as his gaze locks onto mine. Time itself seems to stop, because that man… is him. The one who broke my heart. The one who rejected me. The one who shattered our bond. My fated mate.

“Did you get rejected?!” My sister Jade laughs at me. “I knew it! I told you that you would. No one would ever want you. A wolfless. But I’m more surprised that you, of all people, found a fated mate. Kind of unfair if you ask me.” It stings to hear this. It’s exactly what happened. She was right. “Well, let’s not let this bring us down.” Mother smiles and claps. “It’s been decided that Jade is to be mated to the fourth wolf prince. ” Jade smirks. “One of the bastard illegitimate princes, but I’m not complaining.” She smiles with pride. “He’s still a prince.” The crowd suddenly grow noisy. The princes arrive. “Alpha Prince Dorian, the fourth prince, Antonio the fifth, and Emmet the sixth—all of them illegitimate.” All three men wave with broad smiles. Suddenly, another man hurries past them. “That’s Alpha Prince Raphael! Second born to a true royal‑blooded Luna.” The stunning blond man—his hair lighter than even my mother’s or sister’s—strides forward with an imposing pace. His bright blue eyes gleam beneath the black suit and satin shirt, half‑unbuttoned to reveal the edge of his tattoos. I freeze as his gaze locks onto mine. Time itself seems to stop, because that man… is him. The one who broke my heart. The one who rejected me. The one who shattered our bond. My fated mate.