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The Wolfless Blood Bag's Return: Caught by My Fated Mate

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 598    |    Released on: 18/08/2026

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he grand foyer of the Hayes Pack estate. "After everything this family has don

ng with fake sympathy. "Grandma, please calm down. It's not worth raising your blood pressur

r to look back. I simply pushed open the heavy

er go! Where is a wolfless runt going to go anyway? She has nothing! She'll

em thi

in a dark storefront window was a stark reminder of what I'd endured-my face was a sickly, translucent pale. It was the direct result

Shadow Market flickered to life, signalin

s. I counted them. Fifty bucks. Compared to the hundreds of t

ed to make some

ront of me was a derelict warehouse with two massive m

twenty dollars from my pocket-a significant portion

, his eyes full of contempt for my m

vy iron door and step

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ade Bar, I swirled the amber liquid in my glas

nk, following my line of sight with a c

thi

treet casting a crimson glow over the rim of my g

tle stray, running away fro

the tinted glass, looking thorough

e gray hoodie had already vanished in

pha-your grandfather-is already deep in the antique artifact sect

t pale, defiant little face. "The old man just got here and

turning back to the bartende

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The Wolfless Blood Bag's Return: Caught by My Fated Mate
The Wolfless Blood Bag's Return: Caught by My Fated Mate
“My family kept me as a blood bag for twenty years. They drained me dry, called me worthless, and threw me out like garbage. They thought I was nothing. They were wrong. I woke up from a coma with a secret no one in this world could comprehend-ten years of brutal training as Shadowfall, the deadliest commander in a realm beyond their imagination. I forged myself into a living weapon. I conquered empires. I mastered ancient healing arts that could raise the dead or kill with a touch. Now I'm back in my weak, ravaged body. My "family" still thinks I'm the pathetic, wolfless orphan they can bully and drain for their precious Omega daughter's blood. They have no idea what's coming. When my adoptive grandmother lunged to slap me, I caught her wrist like a steel trap. When Hannah played the victim on live social media, I crashed her app and made her loyal fans confess they were mindless pigs. When a crook tried to extort me for 300,000 dollars at a herb shop, I slapped down an untraceable black card and paid in full-then watched him crumble. Because I don't beg. I don't cry. I don't negotiate. The most powerful Alpha in the city is hunting me to thank me. The most ancient werewolf bloodline owes me their life. And the family that abused me? They're about to learn that the stray they kicked out isn't just a stray. She's the predator they should have feared. I was their blood supply. Now I'm their worst nightmare. And this is only the beginning.”