When love turns into nothing but a painful experience. A series of unfortunate event that shatters one's sense of being. But this is just the beginning. A mated alpha against your fated one. A love thought to bloom into flowers but has now returned with thorns. Will she choose the love that broke her? Or the love that she always longed for?  *** "You are mine." Draven sinked his teeth into her neck, a groan escaped her mouth but pleasure weighed heavier. "I-I have a mate." she tried to hold back her moan and pushed him with all her strength. But her hands continued to tremble, she shook her head and tried to escape, but her legs soon betrayed her. Draven held her tightly, breath intermingled as he held back the urge to throw her into the bed. "He's not your fated one, Caelia. I am." Their eyes met, and a look she never once saw reflected before her eyes. Her heart, once shattered from her painful experiences, started to beat loudly without knowing why. Draven smiled, as if he was announced victorious. "Be mine. Be my fated one."