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Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable
My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.MORRIGAN'S POV
"So hungry."I grumbled rubbing my stomach. It had been a while since I'd eaten something. Being a rogue had its ups and downs, and today I was experiencing one of those downsides.
I lost my parents when I was young and ever since then I'd just been on my own moving from one place to another. There were good and bad moments.When you are a rogue you need to be careful of both packs and other rogue wolves. Packs want to either imprison you or kill you, some want you to join their packs and rogues want to steal from you or kill you and when you are female they take advantage of you.
After a while of being a lone wolf I'd just decided to avoid going near pack territories and avoid other rogue wolves as much as possible, but it was not always possible.
I always stuck to the dense forests, most packs cleared their territories and they always marked them so I could smell it from miles away.
'Snap', a sharp sound had me looking around. I smelt it before I saw it, a rabbit. My stomach growled even louder and my mouth began to salivate. I hadn't eaten in days.
If I changed into my wolf form, the rabbit would get away so I dove towards it without any hesitation. I missed it by an inch, it hopped away and I chased after it.
I ran after it not caring or checking where I was going, my main focus was catching it and eating it.The hunger was driving me insane.
If only those pack wolves hadn't tried to capture me, I wouldn't have lost a week's worth of food.
The hunger made me slower than normal and the rabbit was clearly going to get away, so in a desperate attempt I tried to use my power which didn't go well as it only drained me. I watched the rabbit hop behind a line of trees.
"Fucking hell!" I cussed and chased after it. This had to be the worst week in a very long time, I got ambushed by a pack for a reason unknown to me, I lost all my food, I fell down a cliff, I couldn't even use my powers cause I was exhausted and hungry,and now I can't even catch a fucking rabbit.
"Stupid rabbit! Come back here, let me eat you!
Just as I made it to the line of trees the ground below me gave in and I found myself falling down. As soon as I hit the ground a sharp pain went through my entire body and I let out a loud and agonizing scream.
I did not understand what was going on. A weak whimper came from beside me. I struggled to turn my head in that direction, a naked man was laying there. On a net? We were caught in a large net covered in wolfsbane.
"Caught another one." I heard a voice say above us. I was struggling to stay awake. The pain was unbearable, something I had never felt before.
"Hurl them up and put them in the dungeon until Alpha Zephyr and Beta Ronan get back." Someone said,
"Fucking rogues...always... our...pack... ready... fucking... suf....."the voice slowly faded away as I lost consciousness.
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Morrigan and the alpha of the Vile
Morrigan Ryker's life has never been peaceful or quiet but she has always had her freedom. As a rogue werewolf she ran through forests and valleys freely, never staying in one place for too long. That is until one day she falls into a trap laid for rogue wolves by the Veil Fang pack. Zephyr Dusk i/1/105445/coverorgin.jpg?v=29d00d663eb612b5f30d0db9ea1f6f24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Flame in the Shadow
For a thousand years, the city of Crescent Falls has survived beneath the shadow of an ancient savior. Each century, a man is chosen as an offering to Sariyah-the being said to have once driven demons from the world. When Bastion, the man Ember loves, is taken after daring to refuse her, Ember's gri/0/18414/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6fcc829662eea7afc45d07accf869e2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Cruel Blind Alpha
Leah Indica was always a nice, sweet, innocent girl. She always helped anyone who needed help, it was her passion. She loved to make people happy, more importantly she wanted a mate to make happy, to love, and to cherish him. At Eighteen, she finds a mate. He is known as the most cold hearted Alpha/0/18415/coverorgin.jpg?v=0c43c0ded97d07e8b457e15199cccbeb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
