Parting Under the Moonlight or Bonded by Moonlight

"Leah, Logan’s adopted sister, threw a tantrum at our first engagement party, an episode of her pup dependency anxiety.But after that night, I gave him an ultimatum: if he couldn’t bond me before I turned thirty, he’d have to choose—me or Leah.Logan believed I’d never walk away.After all, I was bonded by my dying mother’s last wish: to be bonded with the werewolf warrior who’d loved me for ten years.Ten years together. Twelve promises that he’d keep Leah in line.And then came my twenty-ninth birthday—our thirteenth engagement party.Leah locked me in a restroom, stole my gown, and stood beside Logan in my place. She was smiling, glowing, claiming everything that was mine.When I finally stepped out, my gown was tattered. I confronted Logan, but he only said, “Alison, forgive her. I promise, this is the last time.”I looked at the torn gown my mother had sewn through sickness and pain… and I laughed. Logan sighed in relief, thinking I’d let it slide again.But I didn’t.I turned and walked away without a word.After a decade together, he thought I belonged to him.Well, he was wrong.He didn’t know that there was someone else who could give me happiness and fulfill my mother’s wish."