Chosen Mate

"As I now bestow this bond upon you, I declare you husband and wife." A single tear traced my cheek, for my world seemed to crumble before my eyes, and there was no escape from the inevitable. "You will surely regret your actions," I whispered through my watery eyes, filled with sorrow. "Your callousness will not go unanswered." He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips, "Who do you think will feel the greater regret? Me, or you?" The tears threatened to overflow, and I wiped them away roughly. "I vow to make you suffer for the destruction of my life," I declared, determination in my voice. But his grip on my chin startled me, forcing me to look into his eyes, locked in a fierce stare-down. "You think you're the one in hell?" he countered. "Little do you know, you've already stepped into this torment." "Dear wife," he continued, "welcome to our shared inferno." In a world torn between humans and werewolves, the moon goddess united Iris and the last surviving white wolf, Dylan, against their will. To her, Iris was a sacrifice for Dylan's past transgressions, a bittersweet offering to ease his burden. Unbeknownst to either, Iris held the key to unlocking his heart, while Dylan harbored a hidden potential for compassion. What would unfold when Dylan discovered the true depth of Iris's character? How would their enmity transform into an unexpected love? The stage was set for a dramatic shift in their destinies, as the lines between hate and affection blurred.