Forsaken By The Alpha: The Wolfless Mate's Revenge

Author: Anastasia Paige

Chapter 1

Word Count: 726 | Released on: Today at 18:20

e Silvercrest Pack House. The cracked marble floors and the dusty ancestral portraits of past Alphas loomed in the shadows, their p

osture was stiff, his eyes practically sneering. He looked at the puddle forming at my feet as if my v

t shake of my head, refusing his hypoc

bmission pushed me toward the kitchen. I prepared a heavy oak tray with two cerami

t bleeding from beneath the half-open heavy oak door. I raised my hand to push it open, but the

a," Gideon was saying. "Seraphina's estate in th

" Adrian replied, his tone dripping wi

* The highborn she-wolf he cla

out Elara?"

ng her was nothing but a power play, Gideon. Seraphina thought I wouldn't dare defy pack traditions. I took the lowest,

emble. The heavy oak

ears, and her inner wolf hasn't s

he's not just naturally broken. I've been having the kitchens slip

ing. *Silver.* The ulti

his voice utterly devoid of remorse. "She's a convenient, docile tool.

ting the floor with a muffled thud on the thick carpet. Scalding coffee splashed across my knuc

d me. He st

my paralysis. I scrambled backward, throwing myself into the pitch-black shadows

likely assuming his clumsy, simple-minded wife had tripped and run off in tear

, drowned in spilled coffee and toxic lies. Adrian thought I was just a brainless Omega who couldn't survive without him. He didn't know abo

rhythm. I would stay right here in the shadows of the stairs. I would wait for the

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Forsaken By The Alpha: The Wolfless Mate's Revenge

Anastasia Paige Werewolf

“For four years, I was the Silvercrest Pack's biggest joke-a scentless, wolfless Omega who somehow became the Alpha's Luna. I thought I was just naturally defective, until our fourth anniversary, when I overheard my husband Adrian talking to his Beta. "I've been having the kitchens slip a silver-based compound into her meals since the day I marked her." He confessed the poison was meant to suppress my inner wolf and keep my womb permanently barren. He only married me as a power play to make his highborn mistress, Seraphina, jealous. While I wept over my empty cradle and apologized to his family for my broken body, he was using pack funds to buy her custom luxury goods, tossing me the leftover wrapping paper. When I finally confronted him about the silver and tried to leave, he flew into a feral rage. He violently smashed my head against the marble vanity, leaving me bleeding on the floor, and locked the bedroom door behind him. I lay there in the cold, staring at the pool of my own blood. My entire life, my endless pain, and my unborn pups were nothing but a cruel, calculated joke to the man who was supposed to be my Mate. But Adrian didn't know I wasn't just a brainless Omega. I wiped the blood from my face, climbed down the balcony trellis into the freezing rain, and pulled out an encrypted burner phone. "The cage is broken. Initiate Phase Two."”