After I Died, My Mate Chose the MurdererChapter 1 Unloved by my mate...

Elara POV

Ever since my fiancé, Ryland Ashford, the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reconnected with his first love, Selene Hawthorne, he forbade me from keeping flowers. His hatred for them seemed to grow stronger each day as if the very sight of a bloom disgusted him.

One stormy night, I was bound and gagged and taken into a dilapidated cabin at the edge of Darkwood Forest, a known hideout for rogue wolves. The rogue wolves that captured me forced me to call Ryland.

“Ryland, the flowers in the garden are dying. Please, can you hurry to the woods near the East River and bring back some fresh seeds?”

But Ryland didn’t sense anything unusual instead he yelled at me. "How many times have I told you not to grow flowers? Selene’s allergic to pollen! Do you even care why she ended up in the pack hospital? How can you be so selfish?”

I heard a soft feminine voice in the background but before I could say anything else, he ended the call.