Craving The Beast I Hate

What would you do if every time you crossed paths with someone, they lost a part of themselves?
First, it was his wolf.
Then, his beta title.
And finally... His legs.
Now confined to a wheelchair, broken, bitter, and burning with hatred. He glares at you like you are the curse that ruined his life. And with a voice laced with venom, he tells you: "Meeting you was my worst nightmare."
Those words haunted you, echoing in your mind no matter how far you run. But you can't stay away... Not from him. Not for the mate who once belonged to you.
A mate you never felt the bond with.
Not because you are a human...
But because the moon goddess takes that feeling from you.