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Forsaken By The Alpha: The Wolfless Mate's Revenge

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 774    |    Released on: Today at 18:20

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. By 2:17 AM, I was sitting in the suffocating expanse of my bedroom. The space was ma

stand. Because I was wolfless and lacked an Inner Wolf, I was entirely de

in the holding cells. She got drunk at a border bar and severely mauled an Omega servan

creeping certainty that my moment

down to the subterranean holding cells. The air down here was heavy

party dress was torn, her makeup smeared, and she radiated the

ed at the bars. "Get me o

terfere with Pack law, Cas

ga without even a scent! Adrian only marked you to humiliate

ght, standing in the fluorescent glare, I realized I fel

ld reply. Bernard and Jacqueline Caldwell, the

isgust. "You bring nothing but bad luck to this family, yo

she marched up to me and raised her hand,

n of an inch. Her palm caught empty air, the momen

at me as if I had

deadly, icy whisper. "But he isn't here, is he, Jacqueline? Maybe you

s the implication of Seraphina's signature scent hi

s Alpha aura, a heavy, suffocating pressure meant to force sub

o the Elders, Elara. You will say the Omega disrespected you, and Cassie was merely def

meek, broken girl who always to

N

ng in the damp air, sh

lute authority fracturing

over the three of them. "Cassie is an Alpha's daughter

gidly by the door, his eyes wide with shock. "

sie began to scream, and Bernard roare

creen lit up with Adrian's name. I stared at it for a secon

ng ruins of their dynasty behind me. I merged onto the highway, pointing my headlights toward the glittering sk

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Forsaken By The Alpha: The Wolfless Mate's Revenge
Forsaken By The Alpha: The Wolfless Mate's Revenge
“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."”