My Love for a Heartless Alpha Died with the Roses — Novel

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In the heart of the Crescent Pack, Lysa has spent years nursing her unrequited love for Alpha Kade, the man destined to be her mate—or so she thought. As she turns twenty-seven, hope flickers within her, only to be extinguished by a bouquet of pink roses meant for someone else. Betrayed by the very bond that should have united them, Lysa feels invisible, trapped in her role as a healer while Kade claims a new love with Mia, the war advisor who has returned to claim his heart.

But destiny has a way of shifting the ground beneath one's feet. An unexpected invitation to the Council Assembly in the Red Crest Pack offers Lysa a chance to escape the pain of her unfulfilled dreams. There, she encounters Alpha Elias, a man whose presence draws her in like a magnet. With him, she feels seen for the first time, but can she trust this new mate bond after being left heartbroken?

As alliances shift and tensions rise, Lysa must navigate the complexities of loyalty, betrayal, and the fierce pull of love. Will she find strength in herself to break free from the past, or will the shadows of her heartache continue to haunt her? In a world where love can be as treacherous as it is beautiful, what path will Lysa choose?

My Love for a Heartless Alpha Died with the RosesChapter 1: Pink Roses

Lysa

Today, I turned twenty-seven, and like any other healer, it was nothing special for my pack, the Crescent Pack. However, every year, I convinced myself that Alpha Kade's feelings toward me would change, that he would notice me and claim me as his mate.

I had loved Alpha Kade since I smelled his pine mixed with earth scent five years ago. I knew, without a doubt, he was my mate. However, there was something wrong with the mate bond because he didn't claim or reject me. I simply existed as a healer who would tend to a member's wounds. But that didn't stop me from hoping for Alpha Kade to fall for me.

I decided to wear my blue floral dress and favorite flats, tie my dark and beachy waves hair into a high ponytail, and wear a little makeup. The pack may not care about my birthday, but what if the Alpha does? At least I was dressed well before I headed for my duty at the healer's clinic today.