The Sinner's Return: Claimed By The Vengeful Alpha

Author: Adalynn

Chapter 1

Word Count: 634 | Released on: 20/09/2026

Hayes

Isabelle, my fated mate, Dorian, personally threw me i

nts me like a suff

urve of my bare shoulder. The intoxicating sce

eart pounding as the room temperature seemed to rise. His lips brushed mi

shattered with

k elders and warriors flooded in, the

vering and barely covered by a thin sheet. I was exposed, s

ined down on me li

The vicious,

ha favoring a sweet Omega,

rogues and left poor Isabelle

now spat at my feet. The people wh

y hoping he would pull me into his arms an

eld no warmth, only a p

ng silver shackles onto my wrists. The metal burned m

mand forcing me to my knees. "You wi

napping open to the heavy, moldy

ragged clothes. The searing pain on my

ilver shackles had been a permanent fixture for

Trai

my daze. Two female rogue prison

and yanking my head back. "He threw you in here for his precious first

, despite the endless isolation, the mate-bond inside

tasting metallic on my t

curled into a ball on the cold, damp floor, taking the

out, my vision going black, did the sh

r after year. This

ed in the corridor, stopping r

gainst the damp wall like a cornered animal. W

Officer Hicks stood in the

is flat voice b

g for my death sentence.

ated early," he said. "You're

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The Sinner's Return: Claimed By The Vengeful Alpha

Adalynn Werewolf

“I spent five years rotting in a silver-lined cell, a broken wolf enduring endless torture for a tragic accident I never intended to cause. When I was suddenly released early, I dragged my skeletal body to the medical wing to apologize, only to run into the one man I feared most-Alpha Dorian Blackwood, my fated mate. His ice-blue eyes held only burning hatred for the "traitor" who had shamed him. When I tried to slit my own throat with a glass shard to end the nightmare, he crushed my wrist to stop me. "Death is too easy for you. You will pay for your sin by living it." To break me completely, he coldly revealed that my entire family had been slaughtered by Rogues after being exiled because of me. Then, he threw me into the servants' quarters, allowing his cruel staff to starve me, beat me, and work me to the bone. I was a rejected mate forced to dig through the trash just to survive, drowning in the guilt of my parents' brutal deaths. Why did the Moon Goddess pair me with a man whose only desire was to see me crawl and beg like a dog in his living hell? But when the head maid tried to force-feed me rotten slop and gleefully mocked how my parents were torn to shreds, the primal rage I had suppressed for five years finally erupted. I refused to be his broken toy anymore. I lunged at my abusers with deadly intent, my fangs bared, just as Alpha Dorian stepped into the shadows to watch.”