‘Sterile’ Mate, Pregnant Mistress? Zero Fucks Given—I Took His Pack Instead Chapter 06

‘Sterile’ Mate, Pregnant Mistress? Zero Fucks Given—I Took His Pack Instead Chapter 06

His phone buzzed. The tracker sent an update.

“Beta Nightwhisper attending Frostclaw Pack’s territory claim ceremony tomorrow. Attached: her new den location.”

Garrett stared at the coordinates on his screen till his claws dug into his palms.

Regret tore through him like silver poisoning.

The mate he threw away-how was he supposed to get her back now?

Across the border in Frostclaw territory, I woke up suddenly. My wolf restless for no reason.

I looked at the faint bond scar on my wrist and pressed my hand to my chest.

“Beta Nightwhisper?” The den keeper came over. “Do you need moon tea?”

“No thanks.” I sat up. My voice came out soft, almost like a growl. “Just a bad dream.”

But I didn’t know why Garrett’s feral eyes suddenly flashed through my mind.

I touched the spot where my bond mark used to be and let out a slow breath.

This time I’m not making the same mistake.

Morning light poured through the den windows.

My unit was already running drills at Frostclaw Pack headquarters.

“Beta Nightwhisper, ceremony starts in two hours.” Derek came over with a territorial map.

“The regional Alpha council confirmed they’re coming.”

I adjusted my ceremonial leathers. The she-wolf in the mirror looked sharp as claws.

The old Sloane who submitted for a broken bond? She died in the rain in my last life.

Stone pathway stretched a hundred feet in front of Frostclaw’s great hall. Pack witnesses everywhere, all eyes on the platform.

When I marked the new territory with the European Alpha delegates, the crowd suddenly got loud.

“Sloane!”

That voice felt like wolfsbane straight into my veins.

Garrett shoved through the crowd looking like death. Clothes torn and muddy. Eyes bloodshot.

Guards grabbed him but he fought like a rabid animal. “Let me GO! That’s my MATE!”

Everyone stared.

I signaled the guards to back off. Garrett stumbled up to the platform.

He looked up at me like a dying wolf begging for mercy, shaking hand reaching for the stone. “I was wrong… I know I was

wrong…”

My whole unit exploded.

Marcus ran up and yanked him back. “Alpha Ashenfang, YOU said Beta Nightwhisper didn’t know her rank! What’s this act for

now?”

Derek grabbed his hand and pried his fingers off the stone. “When Sloane miscarried from exhaustion you were out hunting with Amber! You even said she deserved it! But she lost that pup because of YOU!”

Garrett’s knees slammed into the stone. Hard.

He actually submitted in public. Tears mixing with the dirt on his face. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Sloane. I really know I was

wrong!”

“And the thing with demoting your unit-I had no idea. I swear I didn’t know.”

I laughed. Bent down so we were eye to eye. “Does it matter, Garrett?”

His/pupils shrank.

“I’m the one who destroyed you.” I leaned close to his ear.

“The second you gave Amber authority? I knew those halfbloods would ruin everything.”

All the blood drained from Garrett’s face.

He grabbed my wrist but flinched when he felt how cold my skin was.

Had I always been this cold? He’d never noticed.

“You know I lived twice, right?” My voice was so quiet only he could hear.

“Last time you wanted the bond papers signed. So you chained my parents to the Moonfall Tower with silver.”

“Killed them.”

He looked up fast, eyes full of shock.

“They shattered. Midair. Pieces of them-” I touched my face. “Hit me right here.”

I touched my bond scar. “And now you say you’re sorry?”

Pack witnesses everywhere.

Everyone watched the new Frostclaw Beta lean down and say something to the broken Alpha.

And then Garrett-who used to rule Emberfang Pack-collapsed like a whipped dog.