The words didn’t just break my heart. They tore my soul apart. Right there, in front of the whole pack, on the day I was supposed to be his Queen. He looked at me with cold eyes, choosing a "stronger" female over his own fated mate. I was the weak one. The girl with no wolf. The shame of the Silver Moon. But as I bled internally, something inside me didn't just die—it woke up. Something old. Something dark. Something that isn't supposed to exist in our world. He thinks I’m a broken reject? Let him think that. I'm leaving. I'm changing. And when I come back, he won't be looking for a mate anymore. He'll be begging for his life. Because the girl he threw away is now the monster he can't kill.