30 Days Left: The Rejected White Wolf's Countdown

On our wedding night, my Fated Mate, Alpha Cedric, left our bed to care for his mistress. He told me our marriage was just an obligation.

But the real betrayal came months later on a rooftop.

When Rogues demanded a trade, Cedric didn't hesitate. He chose to save Jayden because of her "heart condition," handing me—his pregnant wife—over to the killers.

"You are stronger," he said as he pushed me toward them.

I fell from the building. I survived, but our unborn pup didn't.

Instead of comfort, I woke up to handcuffs. Cedric believed Jayden’s lies that I staged the kidnapping for attention.

He threw me into the dungeon, shackling my wrists with silver cuffs that burned my flesh, while Jayden poisoned my food with wolfsbane.

He stripped me of my title and dignity, never realizing that the "fragile" woman he protected was the true monster.

He didn't know about the glowing rune on my chest counting down the seconds I had left. He didn't know I was the legendary White Wolf, and my time was up.

On my final night, I asked for one last ride on the Ferris wheel where we first met.

At midnight, as Cedric rushed back to the amusement park, he didn't find a body. He found only my empty clothes and a text message on the seat.

"Don't look for me, Cedric. I'm giving my wolf back to the moon."

As he watched the security footage, he finally saw me dissolve into stardust and ascend to the sky, leaving him alone in a world that suddenly felt too quiet.

Chapter 1

Kacie POV:

The bridal suite reeked of moonflowers. It was a cloying, suffocating sweetness meant to encourage fertility, but tonight, it just smelled like a wake. I sat on the edge of the king-sized bed, my fingers gripping the silk sheets so tightly my knuckles turned white.

My inner wolf, Serenity, was usually a source of warmth. But tonight, she was silent, curled into a tight, shivering ball in the darkest corner of my mind. She was suffering from the Wolf's Wither-a nasty piece of biology that rotted a wolf from the inside out when their human half was rejected by a fated mate.

The door clicked open.

A gust of cold air rushed in, carrying a scent that made my heart hammer against my ribs-storm clouds, ozone, and deep, dark pine. Cedric Moon. My Alpha. My husband. And my Fated Mate.

Cedric walked in, loosening his tie. He didn't look at me. He didn't look at the lace nightgown I had spent hours choosing. He walked straight to the liquor cabinet and poured himself a glass of amber whiskey.

"Cedric," I whispered, my voice trembling.

He paused, his back to me. The air in the room grew heavy, pressurized by his sheer existence. In a wolf pack, the Alpha is absolute authority. Even without him using his Alpha Command, the weight of him was suffocating.

"Go to sleep, Kacie," he said, his