She Chose the Poison, I Got the Protector

In my past life, my sister stole my gentle Alpha and left me the cold, ruthless Black Wolf. She thought she’d won. Little did she know: the gentle one was a snake, and my Black Wolf was the truth. We made a deal—fake mates, no feelings. I used my mind-reading gift to rise, earn my place, and plan to leave. But the day I was ready to go, he pinned me down, eyes red and broken.“Ira. I've been looking for you for over a decade.” I thought it was just a contract. He’d been waiting to love me all along.