The Lycan Alpha's Hidden White Wolf Mate

“After being left to rot in the border wastelands for eighteen years, I was finally summoned back to the Hanson Pack. But my fake sister, Danelle, paid the pack's driver half a million dollars to drive me straight into a feral Rogue ambush on the way home. She told everyone I was just a "wolfless genetic defect" who didn't deserve the pack's inheritance. While I was supposed to be getting torn apart and eaten alive by monstrous wolves on a dark highway, she was hosting a lavish welcome banquet. Wearing a white couture gown, she stood under the crystal chandeliers, pretending to mourn my tragic "accident" to secure her place as the only heiress. My biological parents didn't even care to send a search party; they just comforted the crying imposter. They really thought a girl abandoned in the lawless no-man's-land for almost two decades was just a weak, defenseless stray they could dispose of like garbage. They had no idea I was actually the supreme ruler of the dark web's assassin syndicate. Stepping out of the billionaire Alpha Callan's attack helicopter right into the center of her party, I looked at her terrified face and smiled. "Shouldn't I be where, little sister?" It was time to tear this rotten family apart.”