The Untamed

Forsaken by the Pack, Mated to the Secret Lycan King

Da Lanlan

For two years, I was Alpha Jase Davenport's loyal assistant and secret bed-warmer. Because I was a wolfless Omega, I trusted his empty promises instead of instincts I didn't possess. Then, a push notification from a notorious gossip blog shattered my world. Jase was pictured in Paris, his hand intimately resting on the waist of my cruel stepsister, Kira. The headline screamed that he was finally claiming his fated Luna. Before I could even process the betrayal, Jase texted me a cold command to update his schedule, treating me like a soulless employee. Immediately after, my mother called to gloat. "Did you honestly believe an Alpha like Jase would settle for a defective creature like you?" She threatened to freeze my late father's Pack trust fund unless I agreed to marry an abusive, elderly Alpha to be his breeding mare. If I refused, I would be cast out as a penniless stray, easy prey for any Rogue. I was nothing but a convenient placeholder to Jase, and a piece of livestock to my own family. They thought they had me completely cornered, ready to steal my inheritance and leave me to die. But as the panic subsided, a cold clarity took its place. My father's will only required a legal mating bond to unlock my millions; it never said my family had to approve of the groom. I wiped my tears, opened my laptop, and searched for a disgraced, debt-ridden Rogue named Babe Vincent. If I needed a husband on paper to secure my freedom, I was going to buy one.

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"It's unbearably hot..."

A sudden warmth enveloped Norah Bector, igniting an inexplicable sensation that made her unconsciously rip the neckline of her pajamas.

She struggled to suppress her desires, yet the potent fragrance at her nostrils continued to awaken her most primal urges repeatedly.

Suddenly, it dawned on her that someone had lit aphrodisiac incense in her room.

Struggling to leave her bed, she attempted to extinguish the incense. However, the effects of the drug left her feeble. In her weakened state, she accidentally turned off the light beside the incense and tumbled onto the knitted carpet beside her bed.

The room plunged into darkness. In the silence, the sound of the doorknob turning broke the stillness.

"Who is there?" Norah asked warily. But in the next moment, she was overwhelmed by the weight of a man.

She instinctively tried to push the man away, but the drug had weakened her. Her awareness slowly slipped away. Before slipping into unconsciousness, she yearned to glimpse the man's visage, but the dim moonlight merely revealed a blurry silhouette.

"Who... are you?" Norah struggled but was swiftly engulfed by the man's passionate kiss, and in no time, she surrendered her senses entirely. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac aroma, she clutched the man's neck and soon found herself adrift in a sea of desire.

The following morning, as Norah awoke, she was alone in the room.

Sitting up, she caught her reflection in the floor mirror. Bruises marked her body, a stark reminder of the previous night's events. It hadn't been a dream.

Firmly, she vowed to uncover who had orchestrated this. Norah's resentment was palpable.

At that moment, she heard sounds outside her door. People seemed to be approaching her room.

Norah's expression hardened. She sensed trouble brewing.

Outside Norah's room, Debby Chase, the fourth child of the Chase family, stood with a crowd of individuals.

Gripping Kristine Chase's arm, she declared earnestly, "Mom, I witnessed that brazen country girl luring a man back to her room. Believe me!"

Kristine said hesitantly, "Remember, she was invited by your grandfather. If you're wrong about this..."

"There's no way this is a mistake!" Impatiently, Debby cut off Kristine. "Furthermore, she's just a country girl who happened to save Grandpa's life. That's why he invited her to stay here. She doesn't deserve the title of a guest. How dare she brazenly seduce a man on her very first day at the Chase family home? Today, I'm leading everyone in exposing her shameful act and booting that audacious woman out of our house!"

Debby commanded the servants behind her, "Break down the door!"

At that moment, the door was swiftly opened.

Norah, dressed in her pajamas, stood before them. Her relaxed demeanor and striking beauty left the servants in awe.

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