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Jilted Girlfriend? I Am The Tycoon's Wife
Cara Lewis sat quietly as her boyfriend of three years pushed a plate of dessert across the table, wearing a rehearsed mask of sorrow. He claimed he had to break up with her for her own good, blaming his lack of connections on Wall Street and insisting he couldn't give her the life she deserved. He acted like a martyr making a tragic sacrifice, waiting for her desperate tears and trembling denial. Instead, Cara calmly pulled out a stack of glossy photos and an elegant engagement invitation. She exposed his secret affair with the wealthy Hailie Lewis, completely dismantling his hypocritical social climb. Leaving the cheating narcissist pale and humiliated, Cara paid the bill and walked out, thinking the trash had finally been taken out. But her newly single evening took a chaotic turn when a teenage gaming partner called in a panic. He begged her to crash his elite prep school and pose as his aunt to save him from expulsion. Cara agreed, flawlessly playing the role of the secret new wife to his uncle, a notoriously ruthless Wall Street titan. She was thoroughly dominating the snobby school board when the office doors suddenly swung open. The real billionaire uncle, Beck Greer, walked into the room. Cara's heart dropped into her stomach as his glacial eyes locked onto her, knowing her social existence in New York was about to end. Caught in a terrifying, inescapable lie, Cara made an insane calculation. She stepped forward, firmly hooked her arm through the billionaire's, and smiled sweetly. "Honey, what took you so long? Julian and I were being bullied." She waited for the executioner's axe to fall, but the untouchable tycoon simply covered her hand with his and played along.Across the white tablecloth of Serafina, Bradyn Hubbard—Cara Lewis's boyfriend of three years—set his wine down and leaned forward. He pulled a thick, cream-colored envelope from his jacket and slid it across the table until it rested in front of her.
Cara looked down. The gold foil lettering was fresh from the press.
Engagement Gala
Groom: Bradyn Hubbard
Bride: Hailie Lewis
Venue: The Lewis Estate, Long Island. Next Saturday.
"Cara, let's be realistic," Bradyn said, his voice dropping into a conspiratorial whisper. "Hailie is my ticket to the top. Marrying her is the only shortcut for a guy like me to get a seat on the board. I don't love her—she's just the ladder I have to climb for my career."
Cara stared at the card, then lifted her cold amber eyes to meet his. "So you're proposing what, exactly?"
Bradyn gave a smug, self-satisfied smile.
"We break up publicly. But in private? Nothing has to change. You funded my MBA and paid my rent for three years—I haven't forgotten that. Stay quiet, be my little secret on the side, and once I secure the Lewis assets, I'll make sure you're taken care of in luxury."
Cara stared at his shameless face, her voice dropping into a dangerous, silky calm. "You sold yourself as a kept man to my stepsister, and you expect me to be your dirty little secret?"
"Don't make it sound so ugly, Cara," Bradyn scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "That's how men get ahead in Manhattan. Be realistic, Cara. You're broke and you have no one. Who else is going to take care of you? Don't be stupid. Just take the deal."
Cara looked at him for one quiet second, her lips curving into a razor-sharp smile.
"In your wildest dreams, Bradyn."
Without a second's hesitation, Cara picked up her crystal tumbler and threw the cold bourbon and ice straight into his face.
The freezing liquor drenched his styled hair and soaked the collar of his designer shirt. Bradyn gasped, shooting up from the velvet booth in sheer shock, frantically wiping his stinging eyes.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he snarled, glaring at her as neighboring tables turned to stare.
Cara set the empty glass down with a quiet, deliberate tap.
Without breaking eye contact, she reached into her Saint Laurent bag, pulled out a thick manila folder, and dropped it heavily onto his soaked lap.
"Open it, parasite," Cara said calmly.
Bradyn's hands shook as he ripped the folder open.
A thick stack of forensic-grade photographs spilled across the table. His breath caught in his throat—the photos showed him and Hailie completely naked, tangled in the satin sheets of a suite at the Baccarat Hotel.
Taped right behind the prints was a notarized invoice.
Columbia MBA Tuition & Fees: $186,000.00
Tribeca Penthouse Lease Subsidies: $94,000.00
Bespoke Wardrobe & Networking Tabs: $62,000.00
TOTAL REIMBURSEMENT DUE: $342,000.00
Bradyn's face turned an ashen, sickly gray. "You... you tracked me?"
"Three hundred and forty-two grand," Cara said, tapping the total with a manicured nail. "Wire it back to my account by Monday morning. If you don't, these photos go directly to Hailie's father and the Lewis board."
The shock on Bradyn's face instantly curdled into ugly fury. He slammed both hands on the table, leaning in with a desperate hiss. "You crazy bitch! You gave me that money willingly—that was trust money! You can't sue me for gifts!"
"I invested in a partner, Bradyn, not a freeloader," Cara said coldly. "You lived off my money for three years just to become my stepsister's leashed lapdog. Pay back every cent by Monday, or wear the collar in public."
"You fucking bitch—" Bradyn lunged forward, grabbing for her wrist.
Cara smoothly stepped back, out of his reach. She stood tall, smoothing the front of her tailored coat, looking down at him with absolute disgust.
Slowly, deliberately, she raised her hand and flipped him a clean, effortless middle finger.
"Congratulations on the engagement, Bradyn," Cara said softly. "You and Hailie deserve each other."
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The Wolfless Omega Is The Alpha King's Daughter
I stood at the gala, clutching my belly, waiting to tell Alpha Gabe about our child. I was the pack's "Wolfless" orphan, but I was his fated mate. Surely, an heir would change everything. But under the spotlight, Gabe didn't call my name. He wrapped his arm around Harper, a wealthy heiress, and announced she was carrying the future Alpha. When I screamed the truth, he didn't just deny me—he looked at me with pure disgust. "You are a genetic dead end," he spat. "Do not mistake my kindness for affection." They didn't exile me. They dragged me to the basement. First, they planned to steal my baby for Harper. Then, when jealousy rotted her mind, they decided to kill it. My own foster parents held me down, having sold me to clear their debts, while a doctor approached with a silver scalpel. "It's a Rogue mistake," Gabe said, watching me struggle against the straps. "End it." With seconds left, I begged for one final phone call. I dialed the number on an old, yellowed card I'd hidden for years. Gabe laughed, thinking I was calling a friend. But when the voice on the other end spoke, the room shook with an aura that forced the Alpha to his knees. "I am Antony Dean, the Lycan King," the voice roared through the speaker. "And I am ten minutes away." Gabe had rejected a nobody. He didn't know he had just declared war on the Princess of the Royal Pack./1/118257/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ba886ef08d74d5f570fdd6508972c4d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Wolfless Omega To The Rival Alpha's Queen
For three years, I poured my blood, sweat, and tears into building Blackwood Group for Alec, my Alpha and the man I thought was my mate. But on the day of our work anniversary, I stood outside his office door and heard him talking with his Beta, shattering my entire world. "Kay is just a wolfless Omega, useful for paperwork," Alec sneered coldly. "The bonding ceremony is just a show for the elders. The real Luna, the one who carries the bloodline that matters, is Breanne. I'm transferring all of Kay's core project files to Breanne tomorrow. Let her take the credit." He even texted me later, telling me to wear a blue dress to the upcoming gala because it made me look "obedient." I had turned down a Wharton scholarship for this man. I had spent countless nights fixing his mistakes, building his empire, and giving him my youth. Yet to him, I was nothing but a disposable placeholder, expected to smile and bow while another woman stole my life's work and my place by his side. The agonizing pain in my chest didn't break me; it forged me into ice. I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't beg. Instead, I wiped his servers clean of every strategy I had ever created, left a wax-sealed resignation on his desk, and accepted a job offer from his most ruthless rival./1/123005/coverorgin.jpg?v=7debec8a48ac1f707670b297f1e5cce2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate
After fifteen years in the human world, I finally returned to my biological werewolf pack. My father and stepmother thought I was just a pathetic, wolfless orphan returning in cheap clothes to beg for their charity. The moment I arrived, they banished me to a damp, moldy servant's room. My half-sisters openly mocked my appearance and eagerly plotted to publicly humiliate my inability to shift at the upcoming full moon hunt. My stepmother, Georgiana, even held my hand with fake tears, probing to see if I remembered how she had abandoned me in the freezing rain fifteen years ago. They treated me like absolute dirt, entirely confident that they could easily crush me and control me for their own amusement. Did they really think I was still that helpless little girl? Did they honestly believe I survived fifteen years of exile just to come back and be their victim all over again? At the family dinner, my sister tried to shame me in front of everyone. "I don't suppose you've ever heard of Chanel, have you, sister?" I didn't shed a single tear or show a hint of anger. I calmly pulled out a priceless antique compass gifted by my adoptive family, the billionaire Beaumonts. Then, I placed my Cambridge degree and my elite analyst contract with the supernatural world's most feared intelligence agency, Aegis, right on the dining table. Watching my abusive family's faces twist from arrogant mockery to utter, trembling terror, I smiled. My revenge had officially begun./1/103614/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ea69be5aa4d15e04bb98de1f3b6698c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The wolfless doctor
Mary Hart spent 22 years believing she was a worthless wolfless omega, enduring her boyfriend's betrayal and the hospital's mockery. But when she mysteriously performs impossible surgeries, the truth emerges: her wolf was magically bound to hide her identity as the last surviving Healer Alpha, a blo/0/55750/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e9782862ae0eb1731d7a967db819a03&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wolfless Luna
After Clare's boyfriend cheats on her with her best friend, she decides to transfer to an elite academy to get away from the two. However, as the poor student with no connections, Clare struggles to fit in with the other students. Some even bully her for being a scholarship student. That is until/0/42143/coverorgin.jpg?v=2c33876290257aea6d86c845b2c1a555&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE ALPHA'S WOLFLESS MATE
Mates are special partners chosen and destined by the moon goddess, Selene, to deeply love, adore, and cherish each other. It is the ultimate dream for young female werewolves to find their mate and live happily ever after. However, in Bella's case, there seems to be a mistake. When Bella's mate, L/0/54212/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f659b34dd287fa77a6551082568edfa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha Twins' Wolfless Slave
When Lyla had seen the heir to the Alpha throne, Dranco, for the first time when she was young, she knew that she wanted to become his. Little did she know that her effort to get closer or fight for her place in his life would bring her life to the lowest point. It all began with a simple kind gest/1/103375/coverorgin.jpg?v=62df216fd5f55a055027717864929d0d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Broken Wolfless Luna
He was never meant to touch her... but he's the only one who makes her feel alive. ****** They thought she was dead. Five years ago, Rael Talon was dragged from her home in blood and betrayal. She lost her pack. She lost her mate. And she lost the child growing inside her-taken before she ev/0/59631/coverorgin.jpg?v=ebe1ce5da5002683ce97bfc8bd43405c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Wolfless Mate
" I Landon Arlen, Alpha to Moon Shadow Pack, reject you, Jessica Lyon, as my mate". Jessica could feel her heart being shredded into tiny pieces, she tilted her head forward hoping to surge the tears from flowing down her eyes. :She could feel the mate bond untangle, what felt like a feeling/0/72150/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ddc4bc1d424eb157a5e6bb9e980be3a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Killing the Wolfless Alpha
"After our contract ends, I can be with anyone I want," Lit declared, leaving him equally shocked. This girl had a knack for getting on his nerves, little did she know he had no intention of letting her go. *** He stared at the blade driven into his heart, blood seeping from the wound. He was on/0/93907/coverorgin.jpg?v=534722470ba460b8d5ccce969c78371a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wolfless And Craved By Four
WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️: 80% SIN, MF, MM, FF, DOMINANT KINK, OBSESSION. I came to Royal Academy to get close to the king's son, use him and kill the king. Not get tangled up in the arms, and mouths of four impossible boys. Landon is the Alpha heir with dangerous eyes and filthy hands. He pins me against l/0/81591/coverorgin.jpg?v=0f9c1e5908c394f046f04b69a57dd391&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lycan Triplets' Wolfless Mate!
The orphaned Alvilda wakes up one fateful morning to find her pack destroyed and many dead. Bound together with the surviving pack members, she is taken to the barbaric enemy pack. There, she catches the eyes of the Alpha. On the night he planned to bed her, the pack was attacked, and three hot Lyca/0/35946/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251020174036&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound To The Wolfless Alpha
Katherina Rosemary is an omega who was rejected by her Alpha lover as a mate. She felt so devastated when she realized her fate would be the same as her mom's. Yet, fortune still followed her when the observation visit took place. She was chosen to be a committee member and met an Alpha from the Sca/1/123806/coverorgin.jpg?v=4319a4eec44991d379b4578c1a5ca229&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Assassin Wolfless Mate
I woke up to a symphony of agony, only to realize I was trapped in the body of a girl who had just been pushed down a flight of stairs. I was once a top-tier operative who died in a fiery explosion, but now I was "Ariel," a despised, wolfless pariah in a primitive werewolf pack. The Alpha, Alphons/1/133712/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e6e37e745f6aa345bd63eb1caac9262&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Am His Wolfless Luna
Ethan's fingers kept rubbing back and forth on my clitoris, while his penis kept jumping inside my body. Every joint on my body is sore and screaming for the next orgasm. All too quickly, I feel that electric tension winding tighter, a mounting pressure that threatens to shatter me. My hips lift inv/1/122423/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae7f61bb7a488bf91771075387cf1685&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Secret Wolfless Mate
I spent five years in a bleak exile colony for a crime I didn't commit. When the heavy iron gates finally opened, my stepmother and stepsister were waiting in a luxury car bought with my stolen inheritance. Beside them was my ex-fiancé, the man who had framed me for treason just to clear his path t/1/114097/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7863e6da42de564fd5048e5fad2753d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wolfless Omega's Vow Of Revenge
My parents died as heroes for the Gloomfang Pack, but on my eighteenth birthday, my body violently rejected the shift. Alpha Philip immediately declared me a "Wolfless" abomination, stripping me of my legacy and throwing me into the cellars as an Omega slave. My childhood best friends didn't even/1/131513/coverorgin.jpg?v=e43e250271681ea245ea00d6b6f0691d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Innocent Wolfless Stray Turned Queen
I was the proud princess of the Montgomery werewolf clan. We took in a struggling socialite, Brie Forbes, treating her like family. But she repaid our kindness with the ultimate betrayal. She sold our pack's defensive codes to Baron Guerra, a ruthless Alpha who slaughtered my entire family in one n/1/131974/coverorgin.jpg?v=22479f98c92487b5e042d14663fecf6e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Wolfless Mate Is The Moon Sovereign
Elena Moonveil has always been the pack's greatest disgrace a girl born without a wolf, destined to be powerless and unwanted. Until the night her fated mate, Alpha Driven Veyl, rejects her in front of the entire pack. Heartbroken and humiliated, Elena expects her life to end in shame. Instead, s/1/112675/coverorgin.jpg?v=17a43bdd1d0e0d2c1feeeb074a9f416e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Defiant And Unwanted Wolfless Mate
I was a wolfless Omega who married the most powerful Alpha, but I was slowly dying of Bond-Rejection Sickness because my fated mate despised me. Instead of caring about my failing health, Dallas flaunted his mistress and treated my agony as a pathetic tantrum. When I handed him a sacred rejection lThe Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate
After fifteen years in the human world, I finally returned to my biological werewolf pack. My father and stepmother thought I was just a pathetic, wolfless orphan returning in cheap clothes to beg for their charity. The moment I arrived, they banished me to a damp, moldy servant's room. My half-si/0/58615/coverorgin.jpg?v=708753dbe9eda09a8ec3af5a4053839b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Reject: Craving his Wolfless Luna
"She's wolfless, mother," his tone was cold as usual. A wolfless mate meant one of two things; There was a high chance of birthing a wolfless pup and there was a lower chance of birthing a pup- in this case, the next Alpha. "You would subject your only son and heir to the Pride Family Pack to th/1/114023/coverorgin.jpg?v=a552749654fa530e94e68c5171ae3740&imageMogr2/format/webp)
