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Betrayed By My Alpha: Reborn For Revenge

Betrayed By My Alpha: Reborn For Revenge

I gave Alpha Colten Shields everything-my pack's alliance, my loyalty, my body, and the child growing beneath my heart. In return, he gave me silence. When labor tore me open, our mind-link was dead. The emergency bell had been cut. The doctors were gone. The only person who entered my delivery room was my sister, Heidi. She locked the door. With a sweet smile, she told me the truth: Colten had never loved me. He had loved her all along. I was only the price of a treaty, and my unborn pup was the obstacle standing between them and the future they wanted. Then she drove a wolfsbane-coated silver dagger into my pregnant belly. Colten arrived just in time to watch me die. He didn't save me. He didn't grieve. He only held my murderer in his arms and whispered the words that burned themselves into my soul. "Your purpose is served, Fae. Thank you for the alliance." I died cursing them both. But the Moon Goddess was not finished with me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back four years in the past-one week before my mating ceremony, one week before I became Colten's doomed Luna, and one week before Heidi set her first trap. This time, I know every lie before it is spoken. Every betrayal before it strikes. Every secret they tried to bury beneath my blood. They thought I was a wolfless Omega, weak enough to break and easy enough to erase. They were wrong. This time, I will not be their victim. I will be the nightmare that comes for them first.
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.
The Alpha Of My Heart

The Alpha Of My Heart

I gasp as pain throbs in my lower abdomen, as if I'm being split in half. "First time?" he asks, lowering his hand to my abdomen, his body tensing. I bite my lip to keep from answering, sensing his eyes flash with something dark. He pushes deeper inside me, and I wince. Pain shoots through me, but pleasure quickly follows, numbing me to the world. The sparks and tingles distract me from the discomfort. "So tight," he murmurs as he pulls out. "Please," I moan recklessly, knowing I should stop him but unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. It feels so good. "Eager to feel my c**k," he growls as he thrusts back inside me, his voice making me forget the pain. The stretch burns as he goes deeper, but the pleasure consumes me. I lose myself, existing only for the man inside me. As the thrusts cease, his ragged breaths send shivers down my spine. I press my forehead into the pillow, disoriented. Suddenly, his teeth sink into my earlobe, pain shooting through my flesh. I try to grasp the pillow, but it slips away. "Mine..." He says in a low menacing voice whispers. Asher takes a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. Then, he says the words that shatter my heart. "I, Asher Knight, Alpha of the Redwood Pack, hereby reject you, Alethea Weaver of BloodMoon pack as my mate." ******** Alethea Weaver has always felt out of place, the youngest of three sisters and the only one who hasn't fully awakened her wolf. Haunted by mysterious dreams of a powerful mate, her life takes a darker turn when her father forces her to be a breeder to Xavier, the Beta of the Bluemoon Pack. But when Xavier's jealous girlfriend threatens her life, Alethea has no choice but to run. Alethea is attacked and saved by a shadowy figure-Alpha Asher, when he is hunting in the woods, knowing she is his fated mate. With her wolf still dormant, Alethea remains unaware of the deep connection between them. As their forbidden romance blooms, Asher, torn between duty and desire, ends things. A brutal accident leaves Alethea with no memory of her past-and no idea that she's carrying Asher's child. As she rebuilds her life, hidden truths, and long-buried secrets begin to resurface. Can Alethea unlock her true identity? Will she uncover why Asher pushed her away? And as rival packs close in, will she discover her power before it's too late?
Fated to My Father's Killer

Fated to My Father's Killer

"You can't escape me, Aurora. You are mine!" The Alpha King's roar echoed through the palace walls. But Aurora just tightened her grip on the blade hidden beneath her cloak. She would never-never-give herself to the monster who murdered her father. Even if the Moon Goddess cursed her to be his mate. *** Aurora Regalia once had everything-a loving father, a prosperous pack, and a future that glittered with promise. Her father, the king, even chose her a mate: Logan Charming. Powerful. Charismatic. Cursed. She thought he was her destiny. Then she watched him tear her father's head from his shoulders. One night. One betrayal. Her entire family, slaughtered. Her pack, reduced to ashes. Aurora jumped off a cliff that night-not to die, but to survive. To become something her enemies would never see coming. An assassin. A ghost. A blade wrapped in silk. For years, she trained in the shadows, fueled by one single purpose: revenge. Blood for blood. She would make Logan Charming suffer the way she had suffered. She would carve his heart out and feel nothing. But fate had a cruel sense of humor. The Moon Goddess looked down at her shattered daughter and laughed. Because the man who destroyed her life? The monster who wore her father's blood on his hands? He was her fated mate. Now Aurora stands at a crossroads she never asked for. Every instinct screams for vengeance. Every fiber of her being recoils at the bond pulling her toward him. But Logan? He doesn't care about her hatred. He doesn't care about her blade. "You can run, little mate," he whispers, crimson eyes gleaming in the dark. "But I will always find you." And when he does? He won't just cage her body. He'll claim her soul.
The Pregnant Omega's Secret Pack Empire

The Pregnant Omega's Secret Pack Empire

When I was seven months pregnant, my mother-in-law sent a rogue into my bedroom. In my past life, the violent struggle cost me my baby. Then, my so-called best friend stood before the pack council and testified against me, branding me a cheating whore. Stripped of my rank and exiled to freeze to death, I could only watch in despair as my mate threw his life away in a suicidal rage, trying to avenge a truth he never knew. Why? Because I was weak. Because I was obedient. When I opened my eyes to the sickening stench of the rogue's sweat, the paralyzing terror of my past life evaporated. It was replaced by a cold, murderous rage. "Your mother-in-law said you were lonely," the filthy man sneered, reaching his grimy hands toward my swollen belly. I didn't scream. I didn't beg. I grabbed the heavy brass lamp from the nightstand and smashed it mercilessly into his face, shattering his teeth. But merely surviving the night wasn't enough. Covered in his blood, I dragged his broken body straight into the Pack Hall. Looking at my fake, sobbing mother-in-law, I didn't defend myself-I initiated a ruthless trial that would cost her everything. As for my backstabbing best friend, currently parading around in my stolen clothes? She's next. They thought they could frame me and destroy me all over again. But they are about to learn a terrifying truth... This time, the real monster in the pack isn't the rogue. It's me.
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. .
The Rejected Wolfless Returns As The Masked Surgeon

The Rejected Wolfless Returns As The Masked Surgeon

I was the biological daughter of the Alpha, but because I was wolfless, my stepmother and half-sister treated me like a filthy stain on our noble bloodline. When they discovered my secret pregnancy, my half-sister Isabell framed me, claiming I was carrying a Rogue's bastard. I desperately begged my fiancé, Preston, to save me, but he just looked at me with cold, clinical disgust. "We're over, Kaela. My mate cannot be a disgraced woman carrying another man's child." He broke our engagement on the spot and announced he was marrying Isabell instead. My own father, the Alpha, signed my exile decree without even hearing my side of the story. My stepmother smiled triumphantly as she forced lethal Wolfsbane down my throat to abort my baby. Then, Isabell took a silver blade, carved my face to the bone, and severed my tendons before dumping my ruined body into the deadly Rogue Barrens. Lying in the freezing mud, bleeding out in the dark, I couldn't understand how my own flesh and blood could sanction the murder of my child, or how easily the man I loved could throw my life away. But they made one fatal mistake: the poison didn't kill my babies, and the Barrens didn't kill me. Five years later, I returned to Nocturne City as "The Surgeon"—the most exclusive, powerful doctor in the territories. Looking down at Isabell as she begged on her knees for me to cure our stepmother's terminal illness, I smiled behind my silver mask.