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My Reborn Husband Didn't Choose Me? I Flash Married a Firefighter!

My Reborn Husband Didn't Choose Me? I Flash Married a Firefighter!

For seven years, I drank the bitter tonic my fiancé, Alpha Adrian, gave me, believing it would cure my "wolfless" defect. I was wrong. It was poison. He wasn't trying to heal me; he was keeping me weak so he could replace me with my foster sister, Ariel. When the fire consumed the Alpha's Wing, I was trapped under a burning beam, my legs crushed. Adrian kicked down the door. I reached out to him, screaming for help. But he didn't look at me. He looked at Ariel, who was lying on the floor in a silk nightgown. He scooped her up, cradling her like she was the only thing that mattered. I begged him not to leave me. Instead of helping, he used his Alpha Command on me, his voice booming with supernatural weight. "Stay put! I'll be back for you!" It was a lie. He used his power to freeze me in the inferno and left me to burn alive. I survived, only to watch him publicly reject me for her the next day, with my own father's blessing. They called me a "genetic dead end." They thought I would crawl away and die in shame. I didn't. I limped up the mountain to the Neutral Lands to find the one man everyone fears-the exiled Alpha, Garth Morgan. "I have the Gamma Bloodline Scroll," I told the massive figure emerging from the shadows. "I don't want your gratitude," Garth growled, his eyes like storm clouds. "I'm not here for gratitude," I replied, staring him down. "I'm here to make a deal with the devil."
Unwanted By The Pack, Claimed By The Alpha

Unwanted By The Pack, Claimed By The Alpha

As the lowest-ranking Omega, I spent six grueling months secretly caring for my adopted sister's comatose Alpha fiancé. But the moment he finally opened his eyes, my sister shoved me into the shadows and tearfully claimed all the credit for his miraculous recovery. My own parents eagerly backed her lies, secretly threatening to lock me in the basement to rot if I dared to expose her. The Pack Elders praised her fake devotion, immediately preparing her grand Luna ceremony. Even the Alpha's mother, who knew the truth, shoved a hush-money check into my hands and told me to run away before my sister's powerful family had me killed. I stood trembling in my cheap clothes, watching the arrogant sister who had refused to even touch him now basking in the glory and wealth that were rightfully mine. For eighteen years, I had been their punching bag, but I couldn't understand why my own family would so ruthlessly erase my existence just to protect her counterfeit image. When my sister smugly ordered the guards to throw me into the woods like garbage, the Alpha suddenly unleashed his crushing aura. He stared at the frozen crowd and demanded to know the one secret thing his Inner Wolf had craved while trapped in the dark. My sister confidently blurted out a lie about premium steak. Ignoring my parents' frantic warnings, I stepped right up to his bed and looked him in the eye. "Blood-Fruit," I said clearly.
The Unwanted Omega's Hidden Royal Blood

The Unwanted Omega's Hidden Royal Blood

For six years, I was the secret Omega mate of Jackson, the future Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. He kept me hidden in the slums, terrified my low status would ruin his flawless reputation. During the full moon festival, I fell into a Rogue's brutal trap. Instead of saving me, my Fated Mate hesitated at the edge of the ravine, turned his back, and walked away to flirt with a high-ranking Beta female. Because of his choice, I lay screaming in the cold mud, and our unborn pup died before it ever truly lived. When I woke up in the hospital, he didn't apologize. "Everyone was watching. I cannot risk my standing by diving into a ditch for a clumsy Omega." He gladly accepted my mate rejection, mocking that I would never survive in this world without him. A month later, after digging through my medical records, he finally discovered I had been pregnant. He cornered me on the street, demanding I return to the pack to protect his royal heir. I slapped the fetal demise consent form against his chest, watching his arrogant certainty shatter into pieces. He murdered his own child for his vanity, yet he still believed he could command me to come back. But I was no longer the pathetic Omega he had discarded. My hidden royal White Wolf blood had awakened, and Dominic, the most powerful Alpha in North America, had just claimed me as his Second Chance Mate. This time, I would watch Jackson rot in the dirt.
The Alpha's Blind Luna Is The Secret White Wolf

The Alpha's Blind Luna Is The Secret White Wolf

For three years, I lived in total darkness, the steep price I paid for taking a poisoned silver blade to the face to save my fated mate. Today, my sight miraculously returned. But when I rushed to his chamber to share the good news, the first thing I saw was my Alpha riding his Beta secretary on our marital bed. I stood in the doorway, forcing my eyes to remain blank and unfocused. Selena smirked when she saw me, deliberately releasing her sickly sweet scent to claim my territory. "Make the blind girl get your suppressants," she mocked. And Kaelen, the man who once knelt in the dirt and swore to be my eyes forever, actually lied about having a cold. He made me stumble across the room to fetch the potion meant to cool his sexual urges for his mistress. Worse, my trained healer senses picked up a faint, undeniable odor clinging to her clothes. She was pregnant with his pup. He even hijacked my birth festival that night, filling the sky with fireworks shaped like her family crest, leaving me alone on the deck while they sneaked off to the lower cabins. I had sacrificed my vision and my soul for a man who used my blindness to flaunt his betrayal right in front of my unseeing eyes. I didn't cry or beg. I quietly recorded their affair with a magic crystal, tricked him into signing a Pack Severance Pact, and threw my mate ring into the fire. I am rejecting the bond. The White Wolf is going home.
Rejected Omega: Awakening of the Legendary White Wolf

Rejected Omega: Awakening of the Legendary White Wolf

I was the lowest Omega of the Silver Moon Pack, treated like dirt and expected to scrub floors while Liam, the new Alpha, prepared for his succession ceremony on my eighteenth birthday. At the stroke of midnight, the fated mate bond suddenly struck us. The future Alpha was my destined mate, but instead of accepting me, he looked at my dirty clothes with pure disgust. He publicly rejected me in front of hundreds of pack members and visiting delegates. "I cannot be tied to a weak, pathetic Omega," he declared, pulling the Beta's daughter close. I was forced to accept the rejection, the snapping bond tearing my soul apart. No one offered help as I convulsed on the floor. I underwent a torturous first shift and was thrown out into the freezing snow like garbage. I thought my life was over, condemned to die alone. But when I looked at my reflection in the frozen pond, I froze. I was a flawless, glowing White Wolf—a legendary bloodline thought to be extinct for centuries. How could a worthless Omega like me possess the sacred power of the Moon Goddess? Before I could process this, a terrifyingly powerful man stepped out of the dark woods. It was Alpha Kael of the ruthless Blood Eclipse Pack, a monster known for wiping out entire bloodlines. He draped his heavy coat over my shivering body, and a new, fiery mate bond instantly ignited in my chest. "Found you," he whispered, his eyes turning pitch black. "My little white wolf."
The Alpha King's Hated Slave

The Alpha King's Hated Slave

Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Bankrupting The Alpha: The Rejected Mate's Ultimate Payback

Bankrupting The Alpha: The Rejected Mate's Ultimate Payback

On the tarmac, the wind was cold, but my husband’s rejection was freezing. "You aren't coming on the jet," Jackson said, adjusting the diamond cufflinks I had bought him. He pointed to the stairs where his mistress, Amber, stood wearing a silk dress I had commissioned for myself. "Amber is frail. She needs the comfort of the private cabin. I booked you a commercial flight. It leaves in three hours." He shoved an envelope into my hand. Economy. Middle seat. Two layovers. I stood there, the Luna of the pack, being told to fly cargo while a Rogue took my seat on the Gulfstream G650 'I' had paid for. My mother-in-law even chimed in, clutching the designer bag I bought her, claiming my "healer energy" was too stressful for their precious guest. Jackson blocked our telepathic bond, took his mistress's hand, and the door hissed shut in my face. He thought he was the Alpha. He thought he held the power because I had let him play the part for five years. But he forgot one tiny detail: his name wasn't on the trust fund. As the jet taxied away, I didn't cry. I pulled out my phone and dialed my personal banker. "Dr. Hogan?" "Cancel the flight plan," I said, my voice steady. "Revoke their clearance. Ground the jet at the first refueling stop. And cut the credit lines. All of them." "All of them, Ma'am? The pack accounts?" "Everything," I whispered, watching the plane lift off. "Let's see how the Alpha survives without my wallet."