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My Alphas Second Chance

Nine Rejected Marriages, I Wed My Ex's Rival

Mattie Valelly

Amelia sat alone at the City Marriage Bureau, watching the clock tick down to closing time. Fifteen minutes before the doors shut, a phone call shattered her last flicker of hope. Her fiancé, Kayson, wasn't coming. He had abandoned their wedding registration because Kamila-her stepsister-had twisted her ankle. It was his ninth broken promise. When Amelia returned home, there was no comfort. Her biological mother sneered at her humiliation, shielding the stepsister while ordering Amelia to apologize to Kayson. "Who would she marry without Kayson?" her mother mocked. "Let's see how long she survives out there without his money." Meanwhile, Kayson arrogantly dismissed her absence. Finding out she had vanished, he just laughed it off with his assistant. "It's just a tantrum to force my hand," Kayson smirked. "She still can't live without me." After nine years of absolute devotion, she was nothing but a convenient placeholder to the man she loved, and a worthless joke to her own family. The suffocating weight of their betrayal finally snapped something inside her. She packed a single suitcase, threw away nine years of anniversary gifts, and permanently blocked Kayson's number. Standing in the freezing wind, she pulled out her phone and dialed the private number of Kayson's biggest, most ruthless rival. "Mr. Thornton, what you said seven months ago... does the offer to marry me still stand?" Ten minutes later, a sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb.

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The Blood Moon hung low over the Silver Moon

Pack,enormous and crimson, bathing the sacred

forest in an eerie red glow.

To everyone else, it was a night of celebration.

To Lyla, it was supposed to be the night her life

finally began.she stood at the edge of the Sacred Clearing, nervously smoothing the skirt of her whitedress.

She had saved for two years to buy it.

It wasn't expensive but It wasn't the kind of dress a Luna would wear.

But to Lyla, it was beautiful.

She touched the small silver pendant around her

neck that once belonged to her Mother and drew a shaky breath.

"Deep breaths, Lyla," she whispered to herself

"The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes."

At twenty-one, Lyla had almost given up hope of

finding her mate.

She was an Omega in the Silver Moon Pack.

The lowest-ranked wolf, barely noticed unless

there was work to be done.

For years, she had cleaned the Alpha's manor, served meals, washed clothes, and learned to keep her head down whenever the warriors passed.She had never been important.

Never been beautiful enough.

Never been strong enough.

But tonight could change everything.

The Blood Moon Ceremony was the night when

unmated wolves presented themselves before

the Moon Goddess.

If fate was kind, she would finally reveal their

destined partners.

Lyla desperately wanted to believe fate had not

forgotten her.

She stepped into the clearing where hundreds of wolves stood in a wide circle, their eyes glowing beneath the crimson moonlight.

The air was thick with the scents of pine, earth,

musk, and ancient magic.And then she saw him.

Alpha Kieran.He stood at the center of the sacred circle like he had been born to command it.Tall. Broad-shouldered. Powerful.

Six-foot-four of controlled violence and dark

authority.His black hair fell across his forehead, while his usually gray eyes shimmered with the golden glow of his wolf.The most powerful Alpha in the northern territories.

The man every unmated female dreamed of.

Lyla lowered her eyes quickly, She had no business dreaming about him.She was just an Omega and he was an Alpha.Their worlds could never touch. Her bare foot stepped onto the sacred stone and everything changed.

A violent force slammed into her chest.

Lyla gasped.Heat exploded through her veins, spreading from her heart to every inch of her body.Her knees nearly buckled as an unfamiliar

presence roared awake inside her.

Her wolf.

Her Mate.The word thundered through her mind.

Mate!

Lyla's eyes flew toward Kieran.

He had frozen too.His head snapped in her direction.For one breathless second, their eyes locked. His nostrils flared as he inhaled her scent of Vanilla and Rain

Something wild flickered across his face.

Recognition.Hunger and Shock.

Lyla's heart soared and he felt it too.

Oh he was her mate!

The Moon Goddess had chosen Alpha Kieran for

her. And for the first time in her life, Lyla felt like she mattered.She took a trembling step toward him.

"Kieran..." she whispered his name.

His jaw tightened.The warmth disappeared from his eyes as he said a screeching No.

The single word echoed through the clearing.

Lyla stopped in her tracks.

"What?" Kieran walked toward her, every step was slow and deliberate, but there was no tenderness in his expression.

He looked her up and down. At her simple white dress, her slender body, her trembling hands and the Omega mark on her wrist. His expression hardened with disgust.

"I expected a warrior," he said coldly.

The clearing fell silent.

"I expected a woman capable of standing beside

me.Someone strong enough to carry my name and lead this pack."

His eyes settled on her face.

"Instead, the Goddess gives me a servant."

A few wolves snickered.

Lyla's cheeks burned.

"I am your mate," she whispered.

Her voice cracked.

"The bond... it's sacred." She continued.

Kieran's expression darkened as he thundered,