Werewolf Books for Women
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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."/1/119947/coverorgin.jpg?v=70ad47c5b35516a5358d3e3041bf6888&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By The Alpha, Marked By The Lycan King
For three years, I was trapped in a deep coma after taking a fatal silver bullet to save my fated mate, Alpha Jaxon. But the day my rare White Wolf bloodline finally woke me up, I received a photo of him smiling brightly, holding a newborn pup next to a low-ranking Omega. He claimed it was a biological accident during his heat and demanded I accept the child as the pack's heir. When I refused to bow to his manipulative mistress, he used his absolute Alpha Command to force toxic Wolfsbane down my throat, nearly killing me again just to extract a false confession. Worse, to appease her jealousy, he allowed my best friend to be locked in a silver death cell with starving rogues. I arrived just in time to watch a rogue tear her arm completely off her shoulder. I had sacrificed my life and endured years of darkness for a man who replaced me while I was dying, empowering his new lover to mutilate the only person who still stood by me. "My bloodline refuses to be bound to filth." Standing before the Elders' Council, I unleashed my ancient aura and permanently shattered our sacred soul contract. I didn't just walk away in tears. I turned to the shadows and accepted the waiting hand of the Lycan King, ready to turn Jaxon's entire territory to ash. But revenge has a price—and the Lycan King has secrets of his own./1/125688/coverorgin.jpg?v=85b2854c0eb87967724ba38c16315855&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scars Of Betrayal: Watch Me Shine
Tonight was the eve of my mating ceremony. On this sacred night, I was supposed to bind myself to Alpha Caleb, becoming his mate for eternity. However, he had made no preparations for our union. Instead, he allowed his Beta mistress, Wendy, to sit in the seat symbolizing the Luna's authority, and forced me to kneel on the floor. Because I could not shift into a wolf, Caleb had always treated me like trash. He sprinkled toxic silver powder, which could burn my skin straight to the bone, all over our shared nest, just to protect Wendy's territory. He threw me out into the freezing wind and cold rain to fend for myself, yet personally drove Wendy home. When Wendy deliberately flooded the pack's underground laboratory to cover up her treason, she framed me for it. And Caleb did not even bother to investigate. "You are just a useless, lowly wolf pack Omega. You are the cancer of this pack." He struck me, stripped me of my pack status, and ordered me to be thrown into rogue territory. However, just as the elder raised the gavel to officially banish me, the Royal Investigation Bureau smashed the doors open, presenting ironclad evidence of Wendy's crimes. I severed the mate bond between us, determined to awaken the White Wolf bloodline dormant within me. The Alpha status he was so immensely proud of meant absolutely nothing in the face of a White Wolf!/0/65367/coverorgin.jpg?v=34d75abb7a89c888879ee3c59ae4f955&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha Rafael: Chasing My Ex-Wife
"God, please, Rafael," pulling my undies away, I begged. ''Not Rafael, I'm Alpha, to you... It's only when I'm making that pussy of yours feel good that you can call me God," his voice was like a whisper, sending cold shivers down my spine. That Alpha is synonymous with danger, the controller of hell. He makes me feel pleasure, and at the same time, endless despair. During these years, I have been with my fortitude, but like my shadow, he always seduces me in the darkness. His hair and eyes were my handcuffs, shackles. No matter how far I ran, it was difficult for me to escape the ending of being pulled back. - Lila didn't expect her life to change so dramatically just days after arriving at the pack. She certainly didn't anticipate being married to the Alpha almost instantly. All she wanted was to return and find a mate, but circumstances changed, and now she has to pay for a sin she didn't commit./0/91272/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e74b0b2a2cb1991be2c1ed9f023d7e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Rejected Mate Awakening the White Wolf
Kaelen was supposed to be my destiny. The future Alpha of our pack, my childhood love, and my fated mate. But one night, I smelled another woman on him-a sickly sweet Omega scent I knew all too well. I followed him and found them under the great oak, locked in a lover's kiss. His betrayal was a slow and deliberate poison. When his precious Omega, Lyra, staged a fall, he cradled her like she was made of glass. But when he sabotaged my saddle during a dangerous jump, causing my horse to throw me and break my leg, he called it a "warning" not to touch her. His care for me afterward was just damage control to avoid my father's suspicion. At a public auction, he used my family's money to buy her a priceless diamond, leaving me humiliated and unable to pay. I finally understood what I'd overheard on the pack's mind-link days before. To him and his brothers-in-arms, I was just a "pampered princess," a prize to be won for power. Lyra was the one they truly desired. He thought he could break me, force me to accept being second best. He was wrong. On the night of my 20th birthday, the night I was supposed to be bonded to him, I stood before two packs and made a different choice. I rejected him and announced my union with a rival Alpha, a man who sees me as a queen, not a consolation prize./1/101415/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb38870dc551105c0d2fb8a39c2bf81b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Rejected Omega to the Supreme White Wolf
I was dying at the banquet, coughing up black blood while the pack celebrated my step-sister Lydia’s promotion. Across the room, Caleb, the Alpha and my Fated Mate, didn't look concerned. He looked annoyed. "Stop it, Elena," his voice boomed in my head. "Don't ruin this night with your attention-seeking lies." I begged him, telling him it was poison, but he just ordered me to leave his Pack House so I wouldn't dirty the floor. Heartbroken, I publicly demanded the Severing Ceremony to break our bond and left to die alone in a cheap motel. Only after I took my last breath did the truth come out. I sent Caleb the medical records proving Lydia had been poisoning my tea with wolfsbane for ten years. He went mad with grief, realizing he had protected the murderer and rejected his true mate. He tortured Lydia, but his regret couldn't bring me back. Or so he thought. In the afterlife, the Moon Goddess showed me my reflection. I wasn't a wolfless weakling. I was a White Wolf, the rarest and most powerful of all, suppressed by poison. "You can stay here in peace," the Goddess said. "Or you can go back." I looked at the life they stole from me. I looked at the power I never got to use. "I want to go back," I said. "Not for his love. But for revenge." I opened my eyes, and for the first time in my life, my wolf roared./1/103332/coverorgin.jpg?v=fac540e59fb7278db1f4ed7be1202dd6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Sacrificed Luna: Reborn in the Arms of a King
They call me the "invisible wife," the domestic servant with a title. For eighteen years, I played the role of the weak, submissive Luna to my Alpha husband, Anthony. But the scent of overripe peaches and another wolf's musk on his custom suit shattered my illusion. He wasn't just cheating; he was popping illegal Bond-Blockers to numb our sacred connection, hiding his betrayal while I catered to his every whim. Desperate for the truth, I tracked him to the Moonlight Hotel. I expected to find him in bed with his mistress, Katia. I didn't expect to hear my own teenage son, Jacob, laughing with them. "Mom is just a human in a wolf's skin," he sneered through the door. "I'm ashamed she's my mother. Katia is what a real Luna looks like." His words cut deeper than any blade. They mocked my lack of scent. They called me a defect. They didn't know the jagged scar on my chest exists because I poured my entire essence into Jacob's dying lungs the night he was born. I became "weak" solely to keep him alive. And this is how they repay me? By plotting to replace me with the woman spending my inheritance? They want a powerful Luna? They're about to get one. I wiped my tears and looked in the mirror, my hazel eyes flashing a blinding, predatory silver. The White Wolf has been dormant for sixteen years, but tonight, at the Pack Gala, she wakes up to hunt./1/119413/coverorgin.jpg?v=2214c241ff3da6790ac1626bfff77b6e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Seventeen Times Forgotten: Rejecting My Alpha Mate
I was the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack, mated to Alpha Ethan for nine years. But when my inner wolf was severely damaged, he spent all his time with Tiffany, a new Omega assistant. On my birthday and our mating anniversary, he completely forgot the rare moonstone I desperately needed to heal my fractured soul. Instead, he bought VIP gladiator tickets for Tiffany. Worse, when I was pale and weak, he carelessly handed me a healing potion laced with silver—the one element that could burn a werewolf alive. When I pointed out the poison, he just shrugged impatiently and told me to throw it away and eat bread. Before I could even process the heartbreak, Tiffany called, faking a heat fever. Ethan immediately rushed out of the house to comfort her, leaving me alone. In just three months, he had abandoned me seventeen times for another woman's artificial scent. I didn't understand how the boy who once took a feral rogue's bite to save my life could now casually hand me death. Why did my nine years of devotion mean less than a fake Omega's tears? The last thread holding my soul to his simply vanished. I packed my bags, booked a one-way flight to Paris, and opened the ancient Mind-Link. "I, Mia, reject you, Ethan, as my mate."/0/21391/coverorgin.jpg?v=fab481b7232c3240c4682e615ce311c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Daughter
It was a century ago when A pack of wolves decided to stop fighting. They must give up everything in order to gain the benefits of tranquility. Some of them opt to stay, while others choose to flee. Hide in the farthest reaches of the earth. In a world where they wouldn't be seen again. They give up a lot of material possessions. The wolves who had decided to give up everything gathered all of their best engineers and powerful members of the wolves who desired peace to construct a base in the underworld. Slowly, they've stopped talking about what they've lost, and they've forgotten that there was a way to get to the surface. A hundred years ago, a group of wolves decided to give up war. They have to sacrifice everything just to reap the rewards called placidity. Though some of them choose to stay, some of them choose to hide. Hide in the deepest part of the world. In a world where no one could see them again. They give up a lot of things that they used to have on the surface. The group of wolves who decided to give up everything gathered all their best engineers and powerful members of the wolves who wanted peace to build a place in the underworld. Slowly, they haven't talked about what they lost, and eventually they forget that there was a path to reach the surface. Yet time passes by as their population grows and their beliefs and opinions of them differ. However, because of how many hundreds of years have already passed by, they forget that there was a path to slink off at that place. Slowly, they were lacking food, and the place was slowly collapsing because of the climate change from above. Because, whether you liked it or not, there would always be people who were born voracious and greedy. Because of those kinds of people, the place that was once called peaceful now turns into a warzone like the place that they elude back to the surface. How could they bring back peace? How could they avoid war again? As their population rises, their views and perspectives on them diverge. They forget there was a passage to slink off at that location since hundreds of years have passed. They were gradually running out of food, and the area was gradually disintegrating due to climate change from above. Because there would always be people who were born voracious and greedy, whether you liked it or not. Because of people like them, a region that was once calm has now become a warzone, similar to the place where they eluded to the surface. What hope did they have of restoring peace? What chance did they have of avoiding another war?/1/123007/coverorgin.jpg?v=573624c1c8281b506cb7640fcf598350&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Hidden Scars to Lycan Queen
For sixteen years, I was the cherished noble lady of the Powers Werewolf Manor, spoiled and treasured by everyone around me. But a sudden truth shattered everything I had-I was not of Powers bloodline. After the truth came out, all the love and favor that once belonged to me was completely taken away. The Lord and Lady Powers poured all their tenderness on Corie, their long-lost biological daughter. For Corie's sake, the people who had once doted on me stood by coldly as she framed me and got me wrongfully accused of crimes. They stripped me of my noble status and exiled me to the brutal Blackore Mines, where I was enslaved for three entire years. No one cared for me, no one asked after my wellbeing. Three years passed in the blink of an eye. The Powers couple, who had abandoned me cruelly, came crying to me to repent. "Kara, we were wrong. Come home with us." My arrogant and domineering elder brother Aden knelt outside my small cottage all night, begging me in a low, humble voice. "Kara, can you forgive me?" Derrick came to me covered in fresh, hideous unhealed scars, worn out from endless hardships. His eyes were filled with nothing but regret and longing. "Kara, I'm sorry. Be my mate again." But my heart had died long ago, buried in those endless dark torments and repeated desperate disappointments over the three years. Feel anything for them? I let out a cold laugh. My heart had long withered and turned to dust, without a shred of warmth left. Later, I met someone who loved me wholeheartedly and unconditionally. He protected me at all costs and gave me a peaceful, joyful life I had never had before. Watching me live a happy and stable life, all those who had hurt and wronged me could only stand far away, too timid to take a single step closer. Drowned in remorse and cowardice, they lived in fear that one day, they would even lose the right to watch me from afar for the rest of their lives./1/103205/coverorgin.jpg?v=f3c9e2d6fa877ceb7b9b49bc156c0c56&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha Signed Away His Fated Mate
I stood center stage at my own art exhibition, surrounded by the Pack elite who looked at me with nothing but pity. My husband, the Alpha Prime, was missing. Then someone pointed at the TV. There was Dante, live on the news, shielding another woman—a leggy Beta named Isabella—from the rain with his own body. While I stood alone, treated like a defect because I couldn't shift, he was playing the perfect gentleman to his mistress. That night, I walked into his office with a stack of boring gallery logistics paperwork. Buried deep on page four was a Severance Bond—an archaic law declaring a mate unwanted property. Dante didn't even read it. He was too busy laughing with Isabella to notice he was legally signing away his wife. I took the folder, packed a bag, and vanished into the night, taking the secret of his unborn heir with me. When he finally tracked me down in the Swiss Alps during a blizzard, he expected a submissive wife ready to return. Instead, he found a woman who looked him in the eye and said, "You are not needed here." I thought I was free, until a year later, when our daughter’s blood began to burn her alive from the inside. Her powerful Alpha bloodline was at war with her body, and my magic wasn't enough to save her. Trembling, I dialed the number I swore I’d never call again. "Dante," I sobbed. "It's Luna. She’s dying." The man who once treated me like a resource tore through mountains to save us. But this time, the Alpha Prime didn't come to conquer. He came to kneel./1/101379/coverorgin.jpg?v=258ff6ba44758c4beae736d4a637633d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Silvered Mate: Destroyed by Her Alpha
Strapped to the cold metal table in the hospital basement, I begged my Fated Mate, Alpha Marcus, for mercy. He ignored my tears. With a voice devoid of warmth, he ordered the doctor to inject liquid silver into my veins—a poison designed to dissolve the wolf spirit. "Do it," he commanded. "If she remains a wolf, she is a liability. As a human, she can stay as an Omega." I screamed as the silver acid ate through my soul, severing the connection to my wolf. Marcus didn't flinch. He wasn't saving me from my burn injuries; he was clearing the path for his mistress, Rachel, and their secret illegitimate son. Broken and wolfless, I was forced to watch him publicly claim his bastard child as the new heir. He thought I was submissive. He thought I would quietly fade into the servant's quarters to be his charity case. He didn't know I had cracked his safe and found the DNA tests proving his three-year betrayal. On the morning of his wedding to Rachel, I smiled as I climbed into the car that would take me to my "exile." Ten minutes later, my scheduled email exposing every lie hit the Council of Elders. And while Marcus fell to his knees screaming at the sight of my burning vehicle, realizing he had destroyed his True Mate for a fraud, I was already gone./1/105981/coverorgin.jpg?v=a58c09d63aad038c5bb57ededc799c7e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnant And Rejected: The Omega He Cast Aside
My hands trembled as I smoothed my dress, waiting for Alpha Arthur to return. He had survived the transplant. I thought our Fated bond would finally be sealed. But when the heavy doors swung open, the warmth I expected was gone. Arthur walked in clutching another woman, Diana. He looked at me like I was a stain on the rug. "The Moon Goddess played a trick," he sneered, his eyes glazed with a chemical devotion. "My donor's blood chooses her. The blood bond overrides some archaic fate." He didn't just reject me; he made me a servant in my own home. When Diana framed me for breaking a ring, Arthur didn't hesitate. He ordered the Silver Whip. "Arthur, please! I'm pregnant!" I screamed, shielding my stomach. "Stop lying to save your skin," he spat. He lashed me ten times with wolfsbane-dipped leather. I lay in the snow, feeling the warm blood of my miscarriage soak the ground, while he walked away to comfort his mistress. He killed his own son for a lie. That night, I signed my rejection in blood and vanished into the darkness. Five months later, I returned. Not as a weak Omega, but as the legendary White Wolf, holding the hand of the most powerful Alpha in the region. Arthur fell to his knees in the mud when he saw me, weeping. "I'll do anything. I'll give up the title." I looked down at him coldly and handed him the whip. "Ten lashes," I whispered. "For the baby you killed."/1/115635/coverorgin.jpg?v=615131e4328cc1d1865e2a9ba3c943d2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Burned by My Ex, Reborn as His King's Mate
Seraphina died betrayed. She perished in flames-poisoned by Darius, the fated mate she'd foolishly loved. Her childhood sweetheart, who sacrificed her only to save his mistress. Reborn five years earlier, Seraphina vows: Never again. No more submissions. No more suffering his cruelty. This time, she'll rewrite her destiny - then she meets Kairos. The Untamed Alpha King who loathes the mate bond after his own betrayal. Her second-chance mate - a bond that will kill her if she rejects it. Now, caught between Kairos' relentless pursuit and Darius' desperate attempts to reclaim her, Seraphina faces an impossible choice: Drown the world in vengeance... or risk her shattered heart on the mate who could either heal her scars or destroy her completely?/1/117814/coverorgin.jpg?v=c1ca35063edf4509cf6f97d4ed24529a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Left To Drown: The Alpha's Secret Healer Mate
I spent three years secretly healing my paralyzed Alpha husband, finally helping him walk again. But when a bridge snapped and plunged me and my fake sister into a toxic, silver-laced lake, he swam right past me. He pulled her to safety and left me sinking in the burning water. When the patrol finally dragged my half-dead body to the shore, he didn't even ask about my severe burns. Instead, he looked at me with cool irritation and called me a petulant child. "Selena is a weak Beta. She cannot handle the silver water. You are my mate, you should be stronger." He even used his power to steal my career endorsements and gave them to her as compensation. I looked at the man whose crippled legs I had massaged every night with my hidden power. He didn't know I was the one who saved his life, and he clearly didn't care if I lost mine. My three years of quiet devotion were nothing but a pathetic joke to him. With a dead heart, I walked into his office and threw the official rejection scroll onto his desk. "I, Serena, reject you, Hunter, as my mate." Ignoring his sudden, agonizing panic as our bond shattered, I booked a one-way ticket to Europe. This time, I was going to live for myself./1/103195/coverorgin.jpg?v=b822f249dc6b5215cc44aec3b9f28ad8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Alpha Mate Poisoned Me: The Luna's Comeback
For twelve years, I was the shame of the Silver Moon Pack. A Luna who never shifted, a barren wife who couldn't give Alpha Ivan an heir. I thought my body was broken. But on my thirtieth birthday, I learned I wasn't sick. I was being murdered. Tracking Ivan to a downtown gallery, I expected to catch him in a lie about work. Instead, I saw him playing father to a child that wasn't mine, while his mistress looked on with a smirk. Then, I heard my own father’s voice booming through the thin glass. "If that White Wolf blood of hers ever woke up, she'd destroy us all. Better she dies a sickly Omega." My husband, my Fated Mate, didn't defend me. He just checked his watch. "She smells of death already. The Wolfsbane in her tea will finish her off during the fireworks tonight. Then we can finally replace the mule." My knees hit the floor. For five years, the "medicine" they forced down my throat wasn't a cure. It was poison designed to suppress my Supreme rank. They didn't hate me because I was weak; they were killing me because I was stronger than all of them combined. I drove back to the mansion, my sadness hardening into cold rage. I poured the lethal tea down the sink and picked up the microphone for the Pack Gathering. They were expecting a funeral tonight. I was about to give them a public execution./1/121281/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c8f87bac8765470838a1dd5d516e845&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Alpha King
I was an Omega born into a family of fierce werewolf warriors. My fated mate, Vance, was a high-ranking fighter who always despised my weakness. In my dreams, I saw our future. Our carriage was attacked by bloodthirsty Rogues. Vance shifted and ran ahead to fight, leaving me behind in the fragile wooden box. The violent crash over the rocky earth caused me to lose our unborn child in the freezing winter snow. Instead of comforting me, Vance used our sacred Mind-Link to pour his disgust directly into my brain, blaming me for being too fragile to protect our pup. He publicly complained about my weak scent and humiliated me in front of the entire pack, making it clear he only truly wanted my strong Warrior sister, Lyra. When I demanded a severance of our bond, he agreed with sheer relief. I was left to die a slow, miserable death in a forgotten, drafty corner of the pack. As I bled out in the cold, I felt nothing but absolute despair. Why did my endless submission and quiet obedience only earn me disgust and a pathetic end? Three times the Moon Goddess sent me that vision. Three times I woke with the taste of blood in my mouth. The third time, I knew it was not a nightmare—it was a warning. And when I opened my eyes, I was back in the Great Hall on the exact day my nightmare began. Vance was looking at me with pure resignation, arrogantly announcing to the crowd that he supposed an Omega was good enough for breeding, and he would accept me as his consolation prize. This time, I didn't lower my head. "I, Elara, reject you, Vance, as my mate." I turned my back on him and packed my bags for the Royal City. I was going to enter the deadly Luna Selection. But there was one detail in the vision I had never told a soul. In every replay of that nightmare, when the dream showed me a throne room soaked in blood, a pair of golden eyes always found me through the fog. And a voice—low, resonant, certain—spoke three words that followed me into waking: "There you are." I didn't know what they meant. I only knew that when I finally reached the Royal City, the King who ruled with blood and silver would already know my name—even if I had never spoken it to him./0/35032/coverorgin.jpg?v=752b52fc9b4abf8800e88aed564600eb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha Prince's Purchased Maid
[Warning: MATURE CONTENT] "Lust. Pleasure. Desire. I'll teach you everything, but don't come to me looking for love" Purchased by the dominating alpha prince, Mila's life as the personal maid to this lusty prince begins. An innocent maid paired up to serve a wolf in prince's clothing. As Prince Leonard's cruel teasing, seductive caresses, and caring side confuses her heart and melts her defenses, Mila learns of lust, pleasure, and desire that she never knew existed. However, the hot and cold prince isn't interested in giving her the one thing in which she truly yearns for: his love. Caught up in the politics and drama of a kingdom ruled by wolves, Mila finds herself dealing with three alpha princes along with their jealous lovers. While the race to produce the Ultimate Alpha heir that would determine which prince would ascend to the throne as the next king has begun. However, Prince Leonard is against breeding to produce an heir. Mila life's takes a dramatic turn when the royal court starts to believe that she is the only one who can change the prince's mind and become his mate. Can Mila resist Prince Leonard's tempting and seductive charm or will she end up falling hard for him? How long can the two lovers deny their fate? Unbeknownst to them, the night of the full moon is about to change the fate of their lives forever... My other books: Forbidden Heat, Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion, Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss, Lust Contracts, Conquering the Emperor NOTE: I OWN THE COVER. It is a work commissioned specifically for this book. I own all rights including commercial rights. Please do not copy or steal./0/91434/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1ee8d23727882f7a3646e6d225e0e1e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Faking Amnesia Cost Him Everything
My beta mate, Kyan, got injured in a rogue attack and lost his memory. He forgot about me, pregnant with his pup, and marked another she-wolf, Gamma Evelyn. Kyan claimed Evelyn was his true mate, saying an omega like me wasn't worthy of him. As he wished, I ended our mate bond. Later, at my bonding ceremony with the Alpha King, Kyan's eyes reddened. "You're marrying someone else with my pup?" I touched my flat stomach and replied calmly, "Of course not. Your pup is gone."/0/24009/coverorgin.jpg?v=cfa9ddd0508cd18365451adbe2eb2095&imageMogr2/format/webp)
