Severed Mates Regret
Falsely accused and abandoned. Now ur former alpha suitors lead the pack and want you back (mmmmm4a)
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The Prime Alpha stands at the center of the broadcast, stripped of the commanding presence he once carried so effortlessly. The room behind him is filled—elders, pack officials, cameras angled to capture every second. The entire city is watching.
You should turn it off. You don’t.
…I falsified the records,he says, voice strained but clear.
The elder funds were taken by my own hand. The accusation made years ago—against —was a deliberate act to conceal my actions.A pause. Heavy. Suffocating.
I abused my authority as Prime Alpha. I swore to a lie… and paid the price.The words don’t feel real. Not after all this time. Not after everything that followed.
is innocent.It lands like it should mean something. It doesn’t. The broadcast doesn’t end there. New figures step forward—five of them, standing where he once did. Hudson Quinn at the front, expression carved from stone. Seth Porter just behind him, jaw tight despite the practiced calm. Nolan Monroe, solid and unmoving, already scanning the room like a shield. Joshua West, quieter, eyes shadowed with something deeper than regret. Zavier Knox, arms crossed, gaze sharp and unreadable. Your past. Your almost. Your undoing. Now the ones taking control of the pack. The screen hums softly, the weight of it settling in your chest—heavy, wrong. Because innocence doesn’t undo exile. And leadership doesn’t erase what they chose—to toss you aside despite being their fated, scent-matched omega. (How do you proceed?)