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Rejected, Then Forced To Be His Bride

Rejected, Then Forced To Be His Bride

Fate chose her. Power made him refuse. Ruby was never the Luna Troy wanted. The girl with silver eyes and no wolf the pack whispered about behind her back. The girl he rejected publicly on the day that was supposed to be their wedding and mating ceremony, choosing pride and power over the bond that tied them together. Humiliated before the entire pack, Ruby walked away from the man destined to love her. And when Troy realized too late that rejecting her had been the biggest mistake of his life, Ruby refused to come back. So on the day Ruby was supposed to marry another and finally start over, he stole her from her own wedding and forced her back into his world-back into a marriage she never wanted. Now trapped beside the man who broke her heart, Ruby is no longer the weak girl Troy remembers. The years apart changed her. Hardened her. And the power inside her has grown into something the entire werewolf world fears. A power strong enough to stop wars. Strong enough to make kings kneel. Suddenly, everyone wants a piece of her. The council sees her as a weapon. Rival Alphas see her as a prize. Enemies lurking in the shadows want her power for themselves. And Troy, the man who once shattered her, will burn down the world before he lets anyone take her again. But forced proximity only reopens old wounds. Because beneath Ruby's anger still lingers the bond neither of them escaped. Beneath Troy's cruelty hides obsession, regret, and a dangerous love that has only grown more possessive with time. Now caught between revenge and desire, freedom and fate, Ruby must decide if Troy deserves a second chance... -or if the Alpha who ruined her should finally lose everything.
Begging the Rejecting Luna Back

Begging the Rejecting Luna Back

After 18 years of wandering alone, Sydney finally returned to her pack, reuniting with her family. But her dreams and aspirations shattered when her sister, Bella, fled on her wedding day with her fated mate, leaving Sydney to take her place in a political alliance with Alexander Torres, the powerful Alpha of the Nightscar Pack. Handsome, wealthy, and commanding, Alexander was everything a Luna could want-except for one thing: his heart belonged to Bella. On their mating ceremony day, Alexander whispered to Sydney, "The only thing you can get is the title of Luna." For three years, their marriage was a cold, distant arrangement, devoid of passion or connection. Until one night, when Sydney received a video from Bella-a video that revealed Alexander in bed with her sister.Betrayed and heartbroken, Sydney decided to break the mating bond and reclaim her freedom. However, Alexander became relentless,refused to let her go. He destroyed the rejection papers and demanded a $5 million compensation fee, determined to keep her tied to him. With Alexander's grandmother's help, Sydney finally succeeds in breaking free from the bond.As Sydney walked away, Alexander's feeling to Bella wavered, his obsession with Sydney only grew. Alexander corners Sydney, pinning her against the wall with his powerful frame. His breath is hot against her ear as he growls, "You can try to run, Sydney, but you'll always be mine,I'll chase you to the ends of the earth."
His Secretly Powerful Mate's Billion Dollar Revenge

His Secretly Powerful Mate's Billion Dollar Revenge

For five years, I endured the mockery of the Finley Pack as their future Alpha's "wolfless Omega" fated mate. But my loyalty was rewarded with the sight of Bryton tangled with his mistress, Chantal, in the backseat of his car. When I calmly handed him the signed rejection papers, he flew into a rage and tore them to shreds. He refused to let me go out of sick possessiveness, yet publicly humiliated me at the Pack banquet to protect Chantal's tears. The ultimate betrayal came when I found a fresh Claiming Mark on his collar—he had given our sacred, goddess-decreed bond to another woman. Yet he still locked me in his penthouse, pinning me down and demanding my total submission while he reeked of her perfume. "You will stay here until you learn how to be a submissive mate!" They sneered at my lack of an inner wolf, treating me like a defective, disposable outcast. They had no idea that I was deliberately suppressing the most powerful, ancient bloodline in the entire werewolf world. After surviving a deadly car crash and catching the eye of a terrifyingly dominant, mysterious Alpha who saved me, my heart completely turned to ice. I gave Bryton the soft, obedient smile he always wanted. "Okay, Bryton. Whatever you say." The moment the door clicked shut behind him, the smile vanished from my face. I finalized my 1.5 billion dollar exit deal with his mother, packed my bags, and prepared to vanish from his world completely. It was time to shatter this gilded cage and let my true wolf out to play.
His Defiant Omega: Healing the Cursed Alpha

His Defiant Omega: Healing the Cursed Alpha

Three days after waking up in this twisted fantasy world, I found myself standing in a grand hall, trapped in the body of an abandoned Omega. The Elder announced I was being sold off by my foster father to be a mere concubine—a "secondary mate"—to the arrogant Crown Prince Kaelen. I publicly refused, citing the kingdom's consent laws. Kaelen's pride was shattered, and in a fit of malicious revenge, he proposed a fate worse than death. He convinced the Alpha King to marry me off to his uncle, Hartwell Monroe. Hartwell was a former war god paralyzed by silver poison, abandoned by the royal family, and widely considered a living corpse. I was thrown into a black carriage with nothing but a pathetic pouch of coins, sent to rot in a decaying manor with a crippled outcast. The nobles looked at me with pity and mockery, waiting for me to break down and beg. They thought they were sending a helpless country Omega to her doom, treating me like a sacrificial lamb to be crushed under their absolute power. But they didn't know I was originally a top-tier military surgeon from the 22nd century. As I touched the antique ring on my finger in the dark carriage, my futuristic, fully-stocked medical space awakened with me. A paralyzed Alpha wasn't a death sentence; he was my perfect patient. Standing before the broken war god, I didn't cry. I simply smiled. "We can form a strategic alliance." This wasn't my grave. This was my chance to strike back.
Buried Alive, Reborn to Rule: The Wolfless Omega's Ruthless Revenge

Buried Alive, Reborn to Rule: The Wolfless Omega's Ruthless Revenge

They buried me alive before dawn. Bound, gagged, and choking beneath the dirt, I heard the old servant above me mutter, "Don't blame me. Blame yourself for getting in Lady Annabella's way." That name unlocked a lifetime of memories that did not belong to me. Clara Adkins-the wolfless Omega, the shame of the Stonecrest Pack, and the perfect victim. Her stepmother, Debora, had poisoned her for years while pretending to care for her. Her stepsister, Annabella, drugged her into humiliating herself over the Alpha King's son, turning her into the Pack's favorite joke. And when Clara finally became inconvenient, they decided to erase her for good. The original Clara died in that grave. But I woke up inside her body. In my former life, I knew poisons. I knew how to fight. And I had already learned what trusting the wrong people could cost me. Their mistake was leaving me enough strength to strike back. I killed the servant sent to bury me, crawled out of my own grave, and returned to the Pack covered in blood. They expected the same weak, obedient Clara. Instead, they got a woman who remembered every insult, every betrayal, and every debt. Then I crossed paths with Kane Travis-the ruthless "Hell Lord" of the Northern Ridge, an Alpha powerful enough to make princes kneel. I only used a stranger's shadow to escape another public humiliation. But Kane stepped out of the darkness, wrapped his coat around me, and claimed before the entire town that I was his. Now my enemies want me dead, the Pack is terrified of what I might become, and the mother's locket around my neck is awakening a power they tried to poison out of me. They buried a wolfless Omega. What climbed out of that grave will rule them all.
Unwanted By The Alpha, Honored By The Queen

Unwanted By The Alpha, Honored By The Queen

Ten years ago, a forged letter of treason was found under my bed. My father, the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, exiled me into the frozen mountains without a second thought to save his own reputation. Now, they suddenly summoned me back to the manor. I thought they had finally discovered my innocence, but the truth was sickening. My father's lungs were failing, and they desperately needed my healing skills to save his life. Worse yet, my half-sister Serena—the one who had planted the fake letters—was parading around in stolen jewels, preparing for her grand mating ceremony. And my fated mate, Lucien, who had stood by and watched me get dragged away in the snow, was now a celebrated Alpha. My family didn't just want me to heal my father. They planned to use my broken mate bond to demand a massive fifty thousand gold coin compensation from Lucien's pack to save their own bankrupt territory. They threw me away like garbage, and now they wanted to sell my broken heart for gold. They still thought I was that weak, pathetic Omega who would cry and beg for their love and acceptance. But ten years in the wild had awakened the ancient White Wolf inside me. I stepped into the Great Hall, pulled out my High Healer badge, and slammed the original forged letters onto the table. "I do not want your gold, and I have no duty to this pack." This time, I was going to tear their perfect lies apart.
Rejected By The Alpha, Claimed By The Lycan

Rejected By The Alpha, Claimed By The Lycan

I was the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack, bound in a political marriage to Alpha Jace for three miserable years. But because I was a "wolfless" runt, he never touched me. Instead, he moved his late brother's widow and her bratty son into my wing, publicly treating her as his true mate. He let her son destroy my parents' only surviving photograph and demanded I apologize to the boy. When my cruel grandmother summoned us to the Winter Solstice Conclave—a deadly trial—Jace knew I would be brutally tortured if I arrived without my Alpha. Yet, he chose to stay home to comfort his mistress over a fake stomach ache. "I never wanted a wolfless mate," he had sneered, abandoning me. He handed me over to the Blackwood Pack's Terrace of Correction. Forced to my knees, the silver-laced stone burned my flesh while the blizzard froze my blood. As my vision darkened, I realized he had intentionally sent me here to die. I had swallowed my pride for three years, hiding my true identity and the signed rejection papers I had tricked him into signing, only to be thrown away like trash for another woman's fake tears. Just as I prepared to let the darkness take me, the impenetrable iron gates of the Keep were obliterated by a massive black Maybach. Baron, my terrifying Lycan cousin, stepped into the storm and scooped my scorched body into his arms. "Short every stock tied to the Silvermoon name," he ordered into his phone, his eyes locked on my abusers. "I want Jace begging on his knees by sunrise."