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Claimed by My Ex's Best Friend

Claimed by My Ex's Best Friend

I was once the cherished princess of the strongest pack, until I lost everything in a single night. My mate, Damon Gray, the Alpha heir of the Bloodmoon Pack, claimed both me and what remained of my pack. For years I endured their cruelty in silence: scrubbing floors, washing clothes, cooking meals, and serving as his mother's personal punching bag whenever she was in a foul mood. All because I'm an Omega... and I failed to give him an heir. On our third wedding anniversary, I finally worked up the courage to tell my husband how I truly felt. The moment I opened the door, my world collapsed. There he was, my powerful Alpha husband, fucking my personal maid, my best friend. I rejected him. But a dominant Alpha like Damon doesn't accept rejection. It was already too late. When I stood before him bearing his best brother's mark, he completely fell apart. "Your tears mean nothing, Damon. It's time to move on." I threw the exact words he once said to me right back in his face. Then Ronan Thorne, the Alpha of the most powerful pack, stepped forward, pulled me into his arms, and carried me to his bed. "I need to punish you," he growled, voice low and dangerous. "You stared at another man for three whole seconds." Before I could respond, he spread my legs, buried his head between them, and the room burned with heat. Now my ex-husband is desperately trying to win me back, while this ruthless Alpha tightens his possessive grip. And the buried truth behind my pack's destruction is finally rising to the surface. What choice will Aria make?
Sacrificed To The Beast: The Wolfless Mate

Sacrificed To The Beast: The Wolfless Mate

On the anniversary of my mother's death, my father, the Alpha, threw a lavish wedding to marry a woman only four years older than me. My new stepmother publicly humiliated me, stomped on my hand, and shattered the only necklace my mother left me. When I confronted her, my father slapped me across the face and ordered me to respect my new Luna. Heartbroken and furious, I publicly disowned them all. In retaliation, my father sentenced me to death the very next morning. He offered me as a tribute to the cursed Lycan King—a monster whose beast savagely tore apart every she-wolf sent to his bed. My family watched with smug satisfaction as I was locked in an iron cage and dragged away, discarded like defective trash simply because I was born wolfless. I was supposed to be ripped to shreds on my first night in the pitch-black castle. But as I stood in the King's dark chamber, bracing for the bloody end, nothing happened. The terrifying beast just sat in the shadows, staring at me in absolute confusion. That was when the horrifying truth of his curse clicked in my mind. His madness was triggered by the spiritual scent of an inner wolf. And I was completely wolfless. The very defect that made my family throw me away was my ultimate, impenetrable shield. I wasn't going to die here. I was going to survive, use this terrifying King, and make my family regret the day they ever cast me out.