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Abandoned By My Mate, Claimed By The Most powerful The Alpha King

Abandoned By My Mate, Claimed By The Most powerful The Alpha King

I was a wolfless Omega, despised by my family, but I thought my engagement to the respected Alpha Julian would finally bring me peace. But my half-sister Karmen drugged my tea and threw me into a derelict shed with three ruthless men. She wanted them to assault me, completely ruining my reputation. I fought them off and escaped into a hidden cave, only to be cornered by Karmen and my fiancé. They didn't come to save me. They came to catch me in the act. Seeing me with a strange, half-naked man I had accidentally fallen upon in the dark, Julian's eyes filled with absolute disgust. "You're pathetic. Hopeless," he snarled, ordering his guards to seize us both. He didn't care that I was the victim. He just wanted a public excuse to discard me. When we returned to the estate, I found my only friend in the house beaten half to death by Karmen, her body covered in grotesque bruises and left to rot with cheap mud poultices. I couldn't understand why my own flesh and blood wanted me destroyed. I had endured their cruelty for years, hoping for a sliver of peace. But seeing my friend's broken body, the last shred of my hope vanished, replaced by a cold, pure fury. What Karmen and Julian didn't know was that the "rogue" they caught me with wasn't a rogue at all. He was Cedric Bullock, the ruthless and legendary Alpha of the Northridge Pack, whom I had just saved from a deadly curse. When Julian proudly demanded a public rejection to humiliate me, I calmly accepted it. Then, I turned to the most dangerous man in the territory and made a deal. This time, I was going to burn my abusive family to the ground.
Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha

Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha

I woke up in a psychiatric ward, my wrists tightly strapped to a cold hospital bed. My Alpha mate, Darius, had put me there, telling the doctors I was emotionally unstable just because I couldn't handle his "friendship" with a widowed wolf named Geneva. The truth was, he was cheating on me. In my last life, I didn't realize it. I just cried and begged, fighting desperately for our fated mate bond. But my reward for being a devoted Luna was being locked away and gaslit. When a roaring fire eventually consumed our home, Darius and Geneva walked away without a single glance back, leaving me trapped under burning wooden beams to die in absolute agony. I remembered the searing heat, the smell of my own burning flesh, and his cold disappointment as I reached out for help. Why did I ever believe a mate bond meant he would protect me? Why did I let him strip away my dignity? Opening my eyes again to the smell of stale coffee and antiseptic, the desperate love I once felt for him was completely gone, replaced by ice in my veins. I got a clean psychiatric evaluation, walked straight up to my "perfect" Alpha in front of his mistress, and shattered his illusion of control. "Let's get a divorce. I want three thousand dollars in severance." This time, I'm not playing the tragic, abandoned mate. I am taking my life back.
His Unwanted Mate: The Secret Silvermoon Heir

His Unwanted Mate: The Secret Silvermoon Heir

I used my ten-million-dollar dowry and exhausted my health to keep my mate's bankrupt pack afloat and buy life-saving elixirs for his dying mother. However, when Alpha Justin finally returned from the war, he not only reeked of another she-wolf's scent, but also slapped a Royal Decree on the table, coldly announcing that Gamma Brenna would be his "Co-Luna." His parasitic family, who had survived entirely on my blood and wealth, immediately turned on me, mocking me as a "wolfless orphan" whose family was slaughtered. "Brenna is a warrior; she doesn't have the time to raise children," Justin told me arrogantly. "So, you will act as their unpaid nanny. If you behave, I'll sleep with you just once to give you a pup as a 'consolation prize.' But my heart and body belong entirely to Brenna." They demanded I swallow this ultimate humiliation, step aside, and continue funding their luxurious lifestyle. They thought I was a pathetic, wolfless victim who would obediently act as their personal ATM just to avoid being cast out into the woods as a Rogue. They didn't know that my "wolfless" body harbored a rare, ancient White Wolf. They didn't know that Justin's so-called "heroic glory" was stolen-built on the slaughtered corpses of my family to cover up his own cowardice. And they certainly didn't know I had already visited the Alpha King. Keep your consolation prize, Justin. I'm packing up every last cent of my ten million dollars and securing my Royal Severance Decree. With the entire Royal Army standing behind me, I'm going to sit back and watch your arrogant pack starve to death.
The Fake Luna: Marked By The Alpha King

The Fake Luna: Marked By The Alpha King

Contract Marriage+Kickass Heroine+Hidden Identity+Regret For two long years, Aria Smith devoted everything to Ethan Holt, convinced she was his beloved Luna and his fated mate. Until a trip to replace her lost marriage certificate shattered every lie. Ethan had never loved her. Her closest best friend Clara was his real destined mate. The adopted son Aria had raised with all her love for two years was actually their biological child. Before she could process the brutal truth, a sudden call overturned her whole life. She was not a lonely, powerless human orphan as she had always believed. She was the sole legitimate heir to Vincent Smith's staggering cross-realm fortune, inheriting his massive business empire that dominated both human and werewolf worlds. Her heart completely broken, Aria made her choice without hesitation. "I am single. Legally, I have never been anyone's wife." She cut off all ties with the Silver Creek Pack and stepped into her rightful identity as a billionaire heiress overnight. Ethan and Clara mocked her relentlessly. They believed the helpless human orphan could never survive outside the pack, and she would soon come crawling back begging for forgiveness. They never foresaw the day they met again. When Aria returned, she was no longer the humble, gentle human Luna who lived for Ethan. She stood powerful, wealthy, and untouchable, holding unmatched commercial power that shook the entire werewolf realm. And right by her side stood a dominant, peerless Alpha King-someone far more powerful than Ethan could ever dare to rival, ready to burn the whole world down for her revenge.
The Tyrant Alpha's Secret Reborn Queen

The Tyrant Alpha's Secret Reborn Queen

My fated mate brought my cousin to my home to privately break our engagement. He claimed his wolf didn't see me as his mate, while my cousin cried fake tears, hiding the fact that she was already seven weeks pregnant with his bastard child. In my previous life, I didn't know the truth. I cried and begged him not to leave. My weakness made me a laughingstock and allowed them to ruin my reputation. My father, who I later learned had murdered my mother to protect his own affair with my cousin's mother, helped them steal my family's wealth. They took everything from me, and I was eventually thrown to the Rogue wolves, my throat ripped open in the dark while they lived happily ever after. Until the moment the teeth tore through my flesh, I couldn't understand why my own family and my fated mate would conspire to destroy me so completely. Opening my eyes again, I was back in my sixteen-year-old body, right on the morning they came to deliver their prepared speech. This time, I didn't shed a single tear. "I want a formal, public rejection ceremony presided over by the elders." I exposed their affair to his terrifying Alpha uncle, blackmailed my murderous father for the family seal, and kicked my cousin out into the streets. And when she showed up at the high-society banquet wearing the exact same custom emerald gown as me to publicly humiliate me, I didn't run away in shame. Instead, I calmly pulled out a silver cigar cutter and sliced my silk dress all the way up to my thigh.