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Betrayed By The Alpha, Marked By The Lycan King

Betrayed By The Alpha, Marked By The Lycan King

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Chapter 1 Chapter 1

Word Count: 1265    |    Released on: Today at 22:16

ep coma after taking a fatal silver bu

ke me up, I received a photo of him smiling brightl

sed his absolute Alpha Command to force toxic Wolfsbane down my throat, nearly killing me again just to extract a false confession. Worse, to appease her jealousy,

a man who replaced me while I was dying, empowering his n

refuses to be

unleashed my ancient aura and permane

hadows and accepted the waiting hand of the Lycan K

e-and the Lycan King h

pte

a P

that no longer

rning through my veins, forcing my wolf into a coma just to keep my heart beating. But I was not just any wolf. I carried the bloodli

ouls-sat hollow and cold inside my ribcage. It hadn't severed. Just gone dormant. Muted. He would have felt my life force flicke

ressed in a simple black dress and stepped outside. The sterile air clung to my skin like a shroud.

arp bite of whiskey. I found Sienna in our usual booth, her face al

ed in her eyes. "But you shouldn'

lled me back," I sai

st the oak tabletop. A message from Sienna-sen

it. It wa

ewborn pup. Pressed against his shoulder, beaming up at him, was Faye-a

child with an Omega whi

t as a shock, but as confirmation. During my three-year sleep, the Moon Goddess had visited me with a vision. She showed me exa

ice came out calm. Too calm. A stillness had rooted i

allowed a

Music and laughter poured through the double do

, undeniable. Lower wolves stepped back, ba

om suit, every inch the billionaire Alpha. His

re you doing here? You just woke up

e after a storm, now buried under the cloying sweetness of an Omega's perfume

a scene," I said

, her spine curving forward until the vulnerable nape of her neck was exposed. "Please, Luna Aria!" she c

The lowest rank. And she'd manag

he baby wrapped in

t and yanked me back

o spark. No current of recognitio

derstand. The Blood Moon Pack needs an heir. You were asleep

ew a small, pure-gold amulet-a traditional blessing gift

ess watch over him

through the room. They'd expected

ack on Jaxon

re you insane? Why didn't you react? He che

p at the dark sky. "The Moon Goddess showed me

, past the pack bonds, stretching across the territories to a differe

wa

r inside my skull, a voice so deep it seemed

ail of broken laws. If you want a match to burn them out, I'll give it to you." I paused, steadying

tretched. I h

the first true spark of hope

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Betrayed By The Alpha, Marked By The Lycan King
Betrayed By The Alpha, Marked By The Lycan King
“For three years, I was trapped in a deep coma after taking a fatal silver bullet to save my fated mate, Alpha Jaxon. But the day my rare White Wolf bloodline finally woke me up, I received a photo of him smiling brightly, holding a newborn pup next to a low-ranking Omega. He claimed it was a biological accident during his heat and demanded I accept the child as the pack's heir. When I refused to bow to his manipulative mistress, he used his absolute Alpha Command to force toxic Wolfsbane down my throat, nearly killing me again just to extract a false confession. Worse, to appease her jealousy, he allowed my best friend to be locked in a silver death cell with starving rogues. I arrived just in time to watch a rogue tear her arm completely off her shoulder. I had sacrificed my life and endured years of darkness for a man who replaced me while I was dying, empowering his new lover to mutilate the only person who still stood by me. "My bloodline refuses to be bound to filth." Standing before the Elders' Council, I unleashed my ancient aura and permanently shattered our sacred soul contract. I didn't just walk away in tears. I turned to the shadows and accepted the waiting hand of the Lycan King, ready to turn Jaxon's entire territory to ash. But revenge has a price-and the Lycan King has secrets of his own.”