Qing Bao
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Rejected Bride Claimed by the Alpha King
Werewolf In my past life, I was the invisible, illegitimate daughter of the Sheppard werewolf clan.
I gave everything to build my fiancé, Daryl, into a high-ranking official, only to be bled dry and murdered by him.
He was a wolfless genetic defect, a monster who used my blood and sweat to pave his way to the top.
My family didn't care about my suffering.
My cousin Kaelyn was fiercely jealous of my title as an official's wife, completely unaware of the hell I lived in.
My stepmother and biological father treated me like disposable trash, ready to sacrifice me to the deadly Alpha King's mate selection just to keep the family's reputation intact.
Until my last breath, I couldn't understand why my absolute loyalty was rewarded with such brutal betrayal.
Why was I the one slaughtered in the dark while they basked in the glory I had built with my own life?
Opening my eyes again, I was back on the freezing night before the mate selection.
Hearing Kaelyn crying on the floor, begging our uncle to let her marry Daryl in my place, I didn't fight back.
"If Kaelyn truly cannot live without Daryl, I am willing to step aside and go to headquarters."
They sneered, thinking they were sending a lowborn pawn to a brutal death trap.
They had no idea I was walking straight into the Alpha King's arms to forge a bloody crown, and when I returned, none of them would survive. Hunted By My Secret Billionaire Employer
Modern I finally terminated my tutoring contract with Donovan Carlisle, the wealthy hockey captain I had never met. I even waived a six-figure settlement just to get my freedom back.
To celebrate my new life, I went to a popular campus bar, only to be cornered by a group of aggressive, drunk football players.
Desperate and trapped, I spotted a dangerous-looking stranger in a dim corner. I ran over, threw my arms around his neck, and kissed him hard to use him as a shield.
Instead of pushing me away, the stranger played along. His icy blue eyes mocked me as he whispered a command to keep going.
In my absolute panic to make the act convincing, I fumbled with his shirt buttons. When the threat finally left, I shoved him away.
Overwhelmed with shame, I slapped fifty crumpled dollars on the table for his "trouble" and ran out into the cold night like a fugitive.
I hid in my dorm room, terrified and humiliated. I couldn't understand why he chose to play along just to watch my pathetic show.
I thought I had just offended a random, arrogant guy.
But then my best friend dropped a bomb on me.
"That guy you kissed? That's Donovan Carlisle."
My blood ran cold. The stranger I had just forced myself on and insulted with cheap cash was the very employer I dumped this morning.
And worst of all, he had just ordered his team to turn the entire university upside down to hunt me down. The Vengeful Heiress: Claiming Her Billionaire
Romance After my mother passed away, my stepfather and his daughter took over our home and erased my existence. I was the only true heir to my mother's legacy, but I was pushed out.
Five years later, I saw my stepsister trending on social media. She was flaunting the "Star of the Ocean"—my mother's seven-million-dollar sapphire necklace that mysteriously vanished from our family safe right after the funeral.
I flew straight back to New York and crashed my stepfather's high-society birthday gala.
When I publicly pointed out the stolen necklace on my stepsister's neck, my stepfather grabbed my arm, his fingers digging painfully into my skin.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't ruin my party!" he growled, his face flushed with fury.
He turned to the crowd with a fake smile. "It's just a misunderstanding between sisters. A simple family spat."
My stepsister hid behind him, clutching my mother's necklace, playing the terrified, innocent victim while the crowd whispered about my dramatic return.
It was sickening. They had stolen my mother's company, looted my inheritance, and expected me to stay quietly in the shadows while they climbed the social ladder using my family's blood and sweat.
Did they really think I was still that helpless, grieving girl they could easily manipulate?
I shook off his hand, pulled out the original certificate of authenticity from the auction house, and calmly dialed 911.
"Yes, officer. I want to report a grand larceny. The thief is right here." The Billionaire's Mistaken And Defiant Surrogate
Modern Celestia woke up heavily sedated, her wrists bound tightly to the legs of a grand piano in a cold, opulent room.
Before she could even process the panic, a towering billionaire named Sterling Sinclair IV stepped in, looking at her like a possessed piece of art.
The head maid then handed Celestia a thick surrogacy contract with her perfectly forged signature.
"You are here to bear an heir for Mr. Sinclair," the maid stated flatly.
Celestia screamed that they had the wrong person, but her desperate cries bounced uselessly off the soundproof walls.
Stripped of her clothes, phone, and identity, she was trapped on an isolated island surrounded by high-voltage electric fences and armed guards.
When she furiously fought back, Sterling physically overpowered her, punishing her resistance with brutal, terrifying dominance until she lost consciousness on the marble floor.
She didn't understand who had kidnapped her from her normal life.
Why was her biometric data perfectly faked in a classified dossier?
Who had framed her as a willing, ten-million-dollar premium product for a ruthless billionaire?
Driven by pure survival, Celestia began aggressively consuming raw garlic and bathing in harsh white vinegar to destroy her fertility and repel his touch.
And when Sterling finally reviewed her bizarre, self-sabotaging dietary logs, the terrifying truth hit his calculating mind like a physical blow.
The broken, innocent woman he had been brutally tormenting all week was never his hired surrogate. Her Final Act of Vengeance
Modern My husband, Conrad, pulled me from the abyss after my brother died, saving me when I had nothing. He promised to protect me forever. But for ten years, his endless affairs and cruel mind games have been a slow poison, leaving me with a terminal illness and a broken spirit.
The final blow came on our tenth anniversary. He gave my gift-an emerald necklace I' d dreamed of since our honeymoon-to his mistress, Aubrey.
But that wasn't enough. He then gave her the last piece of my brother I had left: his final symphony. She scribbled on the pages, used them as a coaster, and called his life's work "garbage."
As my body failed, I realized the man who swore to save me had weaponized my deepest traumas to destroy me. My love curdled into a cold, quiet rage.
Now, drowning in guilt, he has destroyed Aubrey to atone for his sins. He kneels by my deathbed, begging for forgiveness, promising to do anything to earn it.
He has no idea my final act of revenge requires his absolute devotion.
And his life. His Life Hung By My Hands
Modern My fiancé and my cousin destroyed my life. Their betrayal led to my mother's suicide and my grandmother's death. They framed me for arson, and I went to prison.
Three years later, I' m a trauma surgeon. The ER doors burst open, and there he was, carrying her in his arms. She was pregnant, and she was bleeding out.
He begged me to save them.
"Save her, Alana. Please. Save them both."
Then he accused me of wanting revenge, his eyes filled with hate.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
The man who took everything from me was now on his knees, his world depending on my skill. I was the only one who could save the woman who stole my life.
I did my job. I saved them both. But as I walked out of the hospital that night, his car was there, blocking my path. This wasn't just a chance encounter. He was back to reclaim what he thought was his. The Rejected Luna: Rise of the White Wolf Queen
Werewolf As the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack, I thought my Fated Mate bond with Alpha Liam was unbreakable.
That was until Ava Sinclair walked into the banquet hall, pregnant, and Liam used his Alpha Command to force me to my knees in front of the whole pack, choosing his mistress over me.
The violence of his rejection didn't just break my heart; it killed the unborn pup I hadn't even told him about yet.
When I tried to escape the toxicity, Liam hunted me down and chained me in a dungeon with silver cuffs, desperate to keep me as a "backup" while he played house with Ava.
It took him two years to realize Ava was carrying a rogue's bastard, not his heir.
Suddenly, the arrogant Alpha was the victim, kneeling in the dirt at the Solstice Festival, offering me a massive diamond ring and begging for a second chance.
He thought he could buy forgiveness. He thought I was still his broken little wife.
But I didn't reach for the ring.
I turned to the female warrior standing beside me—the one who had lifted a collapsing stone pillar to save my life while Liam was busy destroying it.
I interlaced my fingers with hers and looked down at my ex-mate.
"You ask why I choose her?" I said, my voice ringing across the silent plaza.
"Because while you were building my cage, Liam, Seraphina was becoming my sky." My Perfect Marriage, His Deadly Secret
Romance For three months, I was the perfect wife to tech billionaire Axel Delacruz. I thought our marriage was a fairy tale, and the welcome dinner for my new internship at his company was supposed to be a celebration of our perfect life.
That illusion shattered when his beautiful, unhinged ex, Diana, crashed the party and stabbed him in the arm with a steak knife.
But the real horror wasn't the blood. It was the look in my husband's eyes. He cradled his attacker, whispering a single, tender word meant only for her:
"Always."
He stood by as she held a knife to my face to carve off a beauty mark she claimed I'd copied from her. He watched as she threw me into a kennel with starving dogs, knowing it was my deepest fear. He let her have me beaten, let her shove gravel down my throat to ruin my voice, and let her men break my hand in a door.
When I called him one last time, begging for help as a group of men closed in, he hung up on me.
Trapped and left for dead, I threw myself out of a second-story window. As I ran, bleeding and broken, I made a call I hadn't made in years.
"Uncle Francisco," I sobbed into the phone. "I want a divorce. And I want you to help me destroy him."
They thought they married a nobody. They had no idea they'd just declared war on the Wallace family. My Alpha's New Luna: Stolen Life, Forsaken Mate
Werewolf After five years trapped in a cursed slumber, I finally woke up. The first thing I did was follow the scent of my mate, my Alpha, Kaelen.
I found him in his office, kissing another woman—a mousy Omega I barely recognized. He told me she meant nothing, that she was just there to soothe his grief. Like a fool, I believed him.
But when I went to the pack's Hall of Records, the elder told me I had been declared legally dead three years ago. The petition was signed by my own parents and executed by Kaelen. He had already chosen a new Luna: her.
My own son told me I should have stayed dead. He said the other woman was nicer and should be his mother.
Then, the woman who replaced me tried to kill me, pulling me off a cliff into a raging river. Kaelen dove in, swam right past my outstretched hand, and saved her.
Lying paralyzed in a hospital bed, I was forced to listen as Kaelen used his Alpha's Command to order a blood transfusion to save her life. He never even asked who the donor was. He just demanded they drain my life to save his chosen mate.
As my life drained away, I saw my entire family—my mate, my parents, my son—gathered around her bed, a perfect picture of happiness. That's when I finally understood. Waking up was a mistake. My only path forward was to disappear and pray they would never find the ghost I was about to become. Love Lost, Life Fading
Romance Ava Jenkins stared at her reflection in the darkened bus window, a stranger looking back. Her fiery red hair and loud clothes screamed for attention, but inside, she carried a secret heavier than a brick: Idiopathic Pulmonary Arterial Hypertension. Her heart was failing, and there was no cure. She just needed to see him, Liam Hayes, her distant uncle, one last time.
Her world shattered when his mother, Martha, slammed an engagement announcement into her chest: Liam was marrying Chloe, Martha's own daughter. The boy who had once comforted her with candy at her father' s funeral, who had been her sole source of light, was now lost to her-and worse, he didn't even remember her.
Desperate, she confronted Liam, only to be met with cold disdain. He pushed her away, repeatedly, with cruel words, accusing her of being pathetic, attention-seeking, and a disgrace. Even when her beloved Grandma Rose lay dying due to Martha's greed, Liam, a renowned lawyer, chose to represent Martha in court, effectively sending Ava to prison, crushing her last shred of hope.
Liam's constant rejection and disbelief-even when she told him she was dying-left her utterly bewildered. How could the person she loved most, the one who taught her kindness, become so full of hatred and indifference towards her? Why did he believe everyone else but her?
Lying in a hospital bed, medically paroled and close to death, Ava made a final, heartbreaking decision: she would let Liam believe he had saved her out of guilt, giving him a clean conscience, and then slip away quietly, finally finding the peace he had always denied her. Revenge On My Deceptive Bride
Xuanhuan The cold prickle of the lethal injection syringe was my last sensation.
Then, I gasped, choking on air, my lungs burning as I shot upright in my own bed.
It was the morning of the day my life ended the first time.
Framed for a brutal hit-and-run, I' d watched my family crumble and my fiancée, Chloe, look on with pity-filled eyes.
Now, the date on my phone confirmed it. I was back.
A soft knock, and Chloe stood in the doorway, smiling.
Her presence, once comforting, now sent a jolt of pure fear through me.
I remembered the courtroom, her sorrowful gaze-it felt like a prelude to my personal hell.
"Leo, you awake? I made breakfast."
Her voice dripped with concern, a perfect performance.
My instinct screamed: change everything.
I told her I wasn' t feeling well, cancelling the fateful drive.
Her smile flickered, a micro-expression of annoyance I' d missed before.
Hours later, I heard her hushed voice from the living room, tight with frustration.
"No, he didn' t go," she hissed. "The point is to ruin him, whether he' s on the coast road or sitting on his damn couch. Find another way."
My world tilted. The woman I was to marry was plotting my destruction.
The cold dread of betrayal numbed me, then a white-hot rage ignited.
I bolted, my mind a blur. I had to run, to put distance, to survive.
But she was standing there, a fresh smile on her face.
"Feeling better?" she asked.
I pushed past her, fumbling with the lock, her voice calling my name echoing like a curse.
I ran until I hit the street and called my best friend, Matt.
He picked me up, confused but loyal.
I told him Chloe was setting me up, omitting the rebirth.
"Chloe? She adores you. Maybe you misunderstood."
"I didn' t misunderstand, Matt! I heard her. She said, 'The point is to ruin him.' "
He believed me, taking me to his apartment, the safest place on Earth.
I hoped I had dodged the bullet.
Then the news broke.
"Police in Oceanville are searching for a suspect in a violent hit-and-run that occurred just an hour ago on Seaside Boulevard."
My blood froze. Seaside Boulevard was nowhere near the coast road.
But the face on the screen was mine.
LEO VANCE. Wanted. Dangerous.
My beer bottle shattered.
"Leo," Matt whispered, his face pale. "What the hell is this?"
Confusion turned to anger. "You lied to me! You were driving! You involved me in this!"
The sirens wailed. They had found us.
Just like before. The trap wasn' t a location; it was a narrative.
And it had snapped shut around me again. From Devoted Wife To Indifferent Stranger
Romance The official report said my husband, Liam, a heroic smokejumper, died saving me from a wildfire.
Pregnant and heartbroken, I tried to end my life, only to wake in a hospital bed, the world a muffled blur of pain and grief.
Then, a voice cut through the fog – Liam's. He was alive, outside my room, telling a buddy the "story was solid" and everyone thought he was dead. My world didn't just burn; it was pure, calculated arson.
I heard him choose Claire, his twin brother's fragile fiancée, over me, his pregnant wife, dismissing my suffering with a chilling "Ava has Noah.
She has her family. They'll take care of her." He planned to assume his deceased brother's identity and money, all for her.
The man I worshipped, the hero, was a cold, calculating stranger who had discarded me and our unborn child for another woman.
Every memory, every shared dream, turned to ash in that hospital room.
Lying there, the old Ava died. A new one was forged in betrayal and ice, and the first act of this new woman was to accept my childhood friend Noah's long-standing marriage proposal, right under Liam's nose. The game was far from over. A Scholar's Fury: The Road to Justice
Young Adult Jessica Peterson, my classmate and rival for that scholarship, smiled her fake bright smile and invited me on a weekend trip. I was top of my class, but finals had me wound tight, and a break sounded too good to pass up.
One too-sweet soda later, everything went black. I woke up on a stained mattress in a dilapidated farmhouse, the air thick with mold and fear. Not a relaxing getaway, but a nightmare. My "friend" Jessica hadn't just abandoned me; she' d sold me to the brutish Miller family as a forced bride, all for a broken-down pickup truck and a job for one of their leering sons.
My pleas were met with kicks and sneers. When I tried to escape, I was dragged back, bruised and battered. A passing neighbor dismissed my desperate cries for help, thinking I was a delirious runaway, disbelieving me because of my mud-streaked, disheveled appearance. Even my own cousin, who briefly heard my muffled screams, was fooled by the Millers' slick lies. My academic future, my university dreams, all seemed destined to turn into an endless nightmare in this backwoods hell.
How could Jessica, my childhood friend, trade my entire life, my freedom, for a rusty old truck? The sheer, horrifying injustice of it was a bitter, burning rage in my gut. Why me? Why this?
But then a flicker of recognition cut through the despair. This place, this county, was my Grandpa John' s homeland – where he was Sheriff for forty years, where his name still carried immense weight. With that realization, a new strength surged. I might be trapped, but I was Sarah, Sheriff John' s granddaughter. And if I could just get a message out, everyone who wronged me-Jessica, her family, and the Millers-would regret it. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. You might like
His Discarded Luna, the Rival's Obsession
Lila "No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours."
Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door.
For four years, she had been Sebastian Vale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation.
But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding.
To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha.
So Eira stopped crying.
She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega.
He was wrong.
The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community.
And Sebastian knew nothing.
After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed.
Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing.
He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance.
But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house.
She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her.
In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly,
"Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega."
"She is my Luna." After Rebirth, I Refused the Cruel Alpha and Married the Dead Alpha King
Bu Chuang "For the honor of the fallen Nelson Pack, I humbly ask for Lady Kelli's hand."
Demonte's voice echoed through the grand banquet hall as he knelt before the Alpha King.
The crystal chandeliers blinded me, but it was the phantom pain of jagged silver blades piercing my chest that made my breath catch.
I looked down at my smooth, unscarred hands.
I was back. Reborn on the exact night of my seventeenth year when my life was bartered away like worthless livestock.
Demonte played the chivalrous Alpha, pretending to save a "useless, wolfless orphan" like me.
Beside him, his secret lover Baylee shed theatrical tears, playing the selfless martyr willing to share her man.
In my past life, I believed their sickening lies.
I let them use a twisted marriage rite to steal my pack's million acres and ten thousand loyal warriors, only to be locked in a dark dungeon while they slaughtered my remaining kin.
My heart hammered violently against my ribs, but my blood boiled with cold, unyielding fury.
Why should this adopted hypocrite be allowed to steal my inheritance and erase the sacrifice of his own pureblood brother?
I refused to take Demonte's outstretched hand.
Instead, I sank to the cold marble floor before the throne and demanded to fulfill an ancient honor pact by marrying his deceased brother, the fallen hero Edward Wiley.
Just as the royal court erupted in mockery over my vow to a dead man, the heavy iron doors crashed open, and a terrifying, blood-drenched warrior stepped out of the freezing northern gale. Rejected By My Betrothed, Claimed By The Warlord Alpha
Liz Nozick I was born a wolfless cripple in the Richmond Pack, but by royal decree, I was engaged to the kingdom's Champion Knight, Emory.
During the winter banquet, my half-sister Dessie suddenly tilted backward into the royal ice pond, screaming that I pushed her.
In my previous life, I reached out in panic to save her, only to be dragged down and framed for attempted murder.
When Emory dove into the freezing water, he swam right past my sinking body to rescue her instead.
Once ashore, my own father and my betrothed ignored my desperate pleas.
They branded me a vicious, jealous traitor.
Emory publicly broke our engagement to marry Dessie, while my father threw me to the executioner to wash away the family's shame with my blood.
Until my head was on the chopping block, I didn't understand.
Why did my own family want me dead just because I had no inner wolf?
Why did the knight who swore to protect me conspire with my illegitimate sister to destroy my life?
Opening my eyes again, I was back on the snow-dusted terrace, right as Dessie was setting up the exact same trap.
"A wolfless cripple like you should crawl back to the gutter," she whispered, falling backward.
This time, I didn't flinch or beg for help.
Instead, my fingers shot out like iron clamps, grabbing her wrist, and I dragged her into the freezing depths with me. The Luna You Betrayed Is No Longer Yours
Erika002 "This is Virella, my wife."
Three years.
And that was all Alpha Kaelen gave me.
No welcome. No touch. No recognition.
Just another woman at his side, carrying his child.
While I ruled in his absence, I was nothing more than a placeholder. A Luna he never chose.
So I gave up. And I left.
One rejection was all it took to break the bond.
When I returned, I wasn't the Luna he abandoned. I was untouchable, respected, and feared. And no longer his to claim.
Now he watches me like a man drowning...
Because the woman he discarded came back as something far beyond his reach. And this time, I didn't come alone.
The Alpha of Ebonmoon stands beside me, his presence crushing, and his hand firm on my waist...
"Careful, Kaelen," his voice drops, dark with warning. "Rowena isn't yours anymore."
His lips brush my temple, possessively. "She's mine. If you try to take her, I'll end you." Betrayed Me For My Sister? I'm The Pack's Apocalypse
Benz Amy grew up as the Beta's daughter, loyal to the pack to point of losing herself, convinced that fate would one day reward her devotion.
When the sacred bond finally marked her as the mate of the future Alpha, she believed she had found her true love.
But the ecstasy of one night turned into the dawn of condemnation: in front of the entire pack, she was stripped of her rank, her mate, and her future-all for her own sister, who carried the future Alpha's child.
Amy finally learned that destiny could be denied, bargained away, trampled upon. She stood tall as they took everything from her, bowed her head as they humiliated her, and personally prepared the wedding invitations for the man who had chosen her... then abandoned her.
At that, something within her froze, fractured, transformed.
Rejecting a sacred bond chosen by the Moon Goddess always had consequences, and one day, the pack would face the consequences of defying the Goddess's will. Untouchable: The Alpha's Miracle Doctor
Yue Rujing I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster.
When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison.
They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow.
Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago.
They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn.
They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon.
Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm.
The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle.
I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash. His Defiant Mate: The Lycan King's Chosen Luna
MAINUMBY I was waiting at the Registry Hall to formalize my mate bond with Gabe, my childhood sweetheart and the Alpha of our pack.
He was thirty-two minutes late.
When I finally found him in a private VIP lounge, his hands were buried in my cousin's hair, their lips locked together.
Hailee was supposed to be my maid of honor.
Instead of apologizing, Gabe looked me dead in the eye and used his Alpha authority to publicly reject me.
The severing of our ten-year bond tore my soul apart, but the nightmare didn't stop there.
My grandfather immediately called, demanding I clean up a mess Hailee had made.
When I refused, he disowned me on the spot, froze every single one of my bank accounts, and stripped me of my family name.
Within hours, my entire pack erased my existence, gleefully announcing Hailee as their new Luna.
I had given my entire life to a family and a man who discarded me like worthless trash the second I became inconvenient.
I was left broken, humiliated, and utterly penniless in the blink of an eye.
But as I stumbled out of that sterile hall, a terrifyingly beautiful stranger stepped out of the shadows, radiating a primal power that made my knees weak.
He was Caden Sinclair, the ruthless Lycan King, and he was dodging a forced political union of his own.
"You need a shield. I need a wife. Marry me."
Without hesitation, I signed the Eternal Vow. Rejected Luna, Claimed by the King
Rabbit As a wolfless charity case at the Hyde Pack's celebration, my world shattered when Braydon, my supposed protector, publicly announced Katherine Parrish as his Luna, erasing me.
Heartbroken, I fled into a terrifying contract marriage with Alpha King Dallas Marshall for protection. Braydon's public assault and threats forced me to reveal my secret marriage, challenging the King.
My "protection" felt like a prison. Braydon revealed I was a "key" to power, not a mate, confirming my fears. Enraged by my attempt to take a morning-after pill, Dallas forced me to swallow it, then branded my lips with a furious kiss.
His chilling silence hardened my resolve. I immediately drafted an addendum to our contract, setting strict boundaries to reclaim control.
Outcast Luna: The Alpha's Hidden Twins
WIN Lybrary Narelia has been married for two years to Arvian, Alpha heir to the Howl Blood pack.
Despite her love and loyalty, she suffers in a marriage defined by coldness and neglect. When she discovers she is pregnant with twins, she hopes to salvage their bond, but Arvian's indifference convinces her she cannot rely on him.
She keeps her pregnancy a secret, leaves the pack, and starts a new life elsewhere.
Her journey leads her to a powerful pack, where she discovers she belongs to a noble heritage. She reunites with her family, and gives birth to her twins.
Surrounded by love, she gradually mends the scars of her past, hones her abilities, and unveils a powerful Alpha heritage.
Meanwhile, Arvian becomes the Alpha. Despite his rise to power, he remains haunted by Narelia's absence.
Upon uncovering the deceptions and his misjudgments, he comes to realize the depth of his mistakes and the pain he caused her.
When he finally finds Narelia and learns about their children, she refuses to take him back.
However, the schemes, inter-pack rivalries, and threats to their twins' safety force them to work together. Will they eventually find their way back to each other? 
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