Mafias Tempting Little Pet

Untouchable: The Alpha's Miracle Doctor

Yue Rujing

I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster. When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison. They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow. Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago. They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn. They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon. Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm. The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle. I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash.

Werewolf Character development Doctor Scheming Contract marriage Female-Centered Werewolf Hunter Weak to Strong/Poor to Rich Suspense/Horror

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Chapter 1: Let him ruin you

Rae’s POV

I wasn’t supposed to say it out loud. But I did.

Sitting on the edge of Zara’s bed, clutching a throw pillow like it could swallow my shame.

“I still haven’t lost it,” I muttered, eyes fixed on the floor.

Zara’s head snapped around. “Wait. Still?! I thought you and Caleb-?”

“Yeah, that’s the problem.” I groaned. “We tried. And by tried, I mean... he couldn’t even get it in.”

Zara’s jaw dropped. “You’re joking.”

“I wish I was.”

I sank deeper into the pillow, face burning. “It was awkward. He kept apologizing, saying he was nervous. And I…I just couldn’t stop overthinking. Then his mom called, and that was the end of it.”

Zara blinked. Then covered her mouth like she was about to explode.

And she did. Into laughter.

“Oh my God, Rae. You poor, innocent cupcake.”

“Don’t laugh! I’m so traumatized.”

“I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing at boys,” she said, flopping beside me. “You deserve better than some soft-spoken college baby who doesn’t know the difference between a G-spot and a Google map.”

I groaned louder.

“No, listen. I’m serious.” Her voice suddenly dropped to that dangerous whisper she always used right before trouble. “What you need... is a man.”

I side-eyed her. “Define man.”

“Someone older. Experienced. Someone who’s going to ruin you - in the best way possible.”

I blinked. “That’s not helpful.”

Zara grinned like the devil. “I have an idea.”

Oh no.

Not again.

“Zara...”

“Shush. Hear me out.” She reached under her bed and pulled out her tablet. “It’s called Club Obsidian.”

I stared at her like she’d just offered to sell my soul.

“What the hell is that?”

She tapped through the site like she’d memorized the whole thing. “It’s private. Discreet. Invitation-only. Mature, dominant men looking for submissive girls - for one night. One room. No names. No pressure. Just pure experience.”

“You want me to hook up with a stranger?”

“Not a stranger. A fantasy.”

I opened my mouth, then closed it.

She turned the screen to me.

It showed dim red lighting, silhouettes of women in heels, and a sleek black interface that made it look more like a luxury hotel than a pleasure club.

My heart jumped into my throat. It looked tempting.

“Zara, I don’t know…”

“Rae. You want to actually lose it this time, right? No more awkward fumbling. No more emotionally constipated boys.” She sat up straighter, her face suddenly serious.

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