Escaping My Cruel Alpha Mate

Hearing his footsteps fade away, I dialed a number.

It rang only once before being answered. My eyes immediately reddened.

"Father, I know I was wrong. I regret becoming the Luna of Bloodclaw Pack. Please take me home..."

After arranging with my family to return home in five days, I finally collapsed in exhaustion.

My wolf had recognized Dominic as my fated mate from the moment we met.

When I fell for him, Father had warned me that Dominic wasn't suitable for me. If I insisted on mating him, I would be the only one who got hurt in the end.

I didn't believe it then.

I naively thought love could conquer everything.

And I believed that as long as I loved Dominic, everything could be overcome?

But after ten years, my passion for love had long been worn away by his coldness.

I looked down at my broken body and smiled bitterly.

I was exhausted.

While packing my things, something suddenly flashed through my mind.

In my previous life, there had been rogue wolves hiding around Aria's residence who killed dogs for their sick pleasure. It seemed to be a threat to Aria, making Dominic furious, and he thoroughly investigated that entire area.

Since I will leave, I might as well warn her.

Consider repaying the kindness she showed me earlier when she protected me and got hurt.

I wrapped my coat, covering the swelling on my face, and walked out.

As soon as I reached the same path, I saw Aria looking around anxiously.

I hesitated for a moment, then approached her.

"Aria, what are you looking for?"

Aria looked surprised to see me, then her expression deepened with worry.

"Oh, it's you. I'm looking for Steven, a new little dog who has recently arrived here. Several dogs have gone missing these past few days, including a lot who I knew. The food I leave out for them often goes untouched. I'm worried... I suspect there might be someone specifically targeting or... harming the dogs."

My heart sank slightly.

"Don't panic. I'll help you look for them."

Aria was stunned, then her face broke into a grateful smile.

"Really? That's wonderful! Thank you!"

Drawing on my vague memories from my previous life, I deliberately led Aria toward the abandoned valley at the western edge of the territory.

"I think my wolf hears something over there."

Aria immediately tensed up, holding her breath to listen carefully.

Just as we rounded a pile of broken concrete pipes, a piercing dog's cry reached our ears.

We both froze, following the sound.

We saw a filthy and stinking rogue wolf, wearing work clothes, crouched beside a torn burlap sack, gripping a gleaming silver knife in his hand.

Something was struggling violently inside the sack, and dark red blood had already soaked through the rough fabric, dripping onto the earth.

At his feet lay several motionless dog bodies, their forms twisted, clearly having suffered tremendous torture.

Aria's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Stop! You bastard!"

The man was startled at being discovered, then his face twisted with extreme anger and viciousness.

He suddenly stood up, brandishing the blood-stained silver blade, and charged straight toward us.

"Meddling bitches! You're asking for death!"