The Lycan Prince’s Defiant Mate

My eyes flickered between the man I had just vowed to love forever and the fragile, trembling woman cradled in his arms. In another word, my best friend, and also the woman he truly loved.

Bianca’s golden hair was a tangled mess, her makeup streaked with tears. She looked so small against Lucian’s chest, so broken, as if she were the one whose heart had just been ripped out.

And maybe it had.

Because she was his soulmate.

Not me.

Never me.

And I got to learn this on my wedding day!

You can guess the rest. The marriage didn't last. My cancer was the cherry on the top.

I was dying. So I left, became a rogue, wanting to live the rest of my days in peace, until a possessive, obnoxious, arrogant, narcissistic Lycan Prince showed up, claiming me as his mate!