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The Alpha's Unclaimed Ghost: His Rejected Mate

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 803    |    Released on: Today at 10:27

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ayed in the armchair all night. A small, meaningless gesture of restraint that di

aden with a perfectly crafted expression of surprise a

His face was etched with fatigue, but

urst of energy. "With you here, I'm not afraid of anyt

and numb. I knew

ason. He walked out onto the balcony to take the call, his voi

le facade vanished. Her expression bec

phone. I drifted

see her screen perfectly. She had no

someone named "F

d. He stayed all night. Alanna'

They were in this together. My death was

all. Caden, the money, the status... it was always m

a." My mother. Why was Bonita texting my mother? I drifted closer, reading over her shoulder. The reply came fast: "Good. You

her speak to her like a daughter-when she

o gallery. It was filled with pictures of her and C

on the sofa in his office, and Bonita was lean

stomach ailment, doubled over in pain. I had brought him a soothing broth I'd

ccupying his most private spaces

sparse, professional. But in his short list of

been assigned to the janitorial staff. Did Caden

enduring the taunts of my supervisor. Meanwhile, my fated m

h, the decorations I designed for Pack festivals-all of it wa

ver me. I hadn't been giving my love fr

immediately put her phone away, her innoce

aid, her voice a playful p

ver you want." He grabbed hi

he wolf spirit of the woman whose place she had stolen,

I had no interest in

y work, my dreams, my very soul. They were locked in my old locker in the janitorial

ely, before I was utterly forgotten, I had to lay m

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The Alpha's Unclaimed Ghost: His Rejected Mate
The Alpha's Unclaimed Ghost: His Rejected Mate
“I was brutally rejected by my fated mate, Caden, and torn apart by Rogue wolves in the dark forest. Floating above my own mangled corpse, I watched the paramedics call my emergency contacts. "I don't know anyone by that name," Caden said coldly before hanging up. My own mother was even worse, screaming at the nurse that I was a curse and telling them to throw my body in the trash. I became an unclaimed corpse, but my severed mate-bond pulled my soul back to the Pack house. There, I saw Caden tenderly carrying my sister, Bonita, into his bedroom. They were secretly lovers. Bonita was wearing my jewelry designs, claiming my life's work as her own. My father and stepmother were already plotting to declare me insane so Bonita could take my place as the future Luna. Caden even ordered my design portfolio to be thrown away, while using his power to hire a world-class mentor for Bonita's stolen talent. I watched my family and my mate trample on my grave to pave a golden road for a thief. But the most chilling discovery was in Caden's private study. He had a photo of his late mother, engraved with a vow of vengeance against me. He actually believed I had betrayed and murdered his mother when I was just a child. Why did my fated mate hate me for a crime I never committed? What sick lies had my family fed him? I refused to fade into the afterlife as a forgotten, powerless ghost. I will stay in this world, tear down their perfect little play, and make them pay for every drop of my blood.”