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My Alpha Chose Another Woman as I Miscarried, Now He Won't Let Me Go

My Alpha Chose Another Woman as I Miscarried, Now He Won't Let Me Go

I thought telling my mate I was pregnant would save our marriage. Instead, I lost our baby while he ran to his ex-girlfriend. Aiden Carlisle was everything a woman was supposed to want-the powerful Alpha of the wealthy Carlisle Pack, a Hollywood A-list star, and the fated mate chosen for me by the Moon Goddess. And on our first wedding anniversary, I still loved him enough to believe our unborn child might bring us closer again. Then his ex, Blanche, called. One flat tire. A few tears. That was all it took for my husband to leave me behind and rush to her side. I chased after him, fell down the stairs, and felt blood spreading beneath me. Through our sacred mind-link, I begged him, "Aiden, save me... save our baby..." He severed the connection. "Stop being so dramatic, Kira." By the time someone found me, our eight-week-old baby was gone. But even an official diagnosis from the Pack Healer wasn't enough to make Aiden believe me. Instead, he accused me of staging the miscarriage just to manipulate him. Then I learned the truth. He had secretly been taking an herbal contraceptive because he never wanted a child with me. To him, our baby wasn't a tragedy. It was a burden that should never have existed. Something inside me died that day. So I stopped begging. I stopped waiting. And I rejected him. "I, Kira Hayes, reject you, Aiden Carlisle, as my mate." I thought that would finally set me free. I was wrong. Aiden refused to accept my rejection. The man who couldn't even turn back while I was bleeding on the floor suddenly decided he would never let me leave. "You are still my mate, Kira." "And as long as I don't accept your rejection, you're not going anywhere."
The Alpha King's Hidden Defiant Omega

The Alpha King's Hidden Defiant Omega

I am an Omega doctor, secretly kept as a pliant plaything by the Alpha King, Harden Clark. I endured the humiliation of the shadows, watching him parade around with his powerful Alpha bride-to-be, just to survive in this carnivorous Pack. When he left town for a three-month mission, I thought I finally had room to breathe. But his sister leaked a venomous post on our hospital's internal forum, exposing my deepest secret. The post painted me as a conniving Omega who seduced the Alpha King and was now preying on my newest patient, a high-ranking Beta warrior named Dawson Abbott. Suddenly, I was the target of everyone's disgust. A violent mob of Rogues stormed the hospital lobby, surrounding me, hurling obscenities and screaming that I was a shameless disgrace to our kind. Harden had promised his assistant would ensure I wasn't harassed, yet here I was, fed to the wolves by his own family. He always protected his precious reputation, never my dignity. Why should I keep suffering in silence for a man who only saw me as a cheap secret? Looking at the hateful crowd, my patience completely vanished, and I decided I was done hiding. Just as I was about to publicly admit the truth, Dawson pushed through the mob in his wheelchair. His icy gray eyes swept the terrified Rogues before locking onto me. "Doctor," he commanded, his voice echoing in the silent lobby. "You're pushing my wheelchair. We're going for a walk."
Season of concuring: Becoming the Alpha's lunar

Season of concuring: Becoming the Alpha's lunar

Dazed and blinded by her chase for a mate the society thinks was too late for her to find, for power that was believed was meant for only men, Rose walks on torn and prickles on the journey of anger of dissatisfaction, until the night her village got burnt down by the ruthless alpha king of the north. What is more befitting than finding one's mate and living the life you've always dreamed about? Rose is the eighteen year old werewolf who thinks she has seen it all, being unable to find and shift into her wolf form,which lurks somewhere deep inside her, and friends who mocks her around the village. But what's worse? Not finding her mate or not being able to shape shift? Alpha Aiden is the powerful, ruthless and feared Wolf who scattered through territories, irritated by the filth and cowardice of many Alphas. He's on a conquest to concur territories across the face of the earth. He is determined to continue a long lost dynasty of the power between the bloodlines of werewolves while also protecting the iron throne, hoping that one day he would find his Luna and rule side by side with her. What happens when a prophecy comes true? "The one who's mate appears with blood, fire and chaos shall concur not only the werewolves bloodline, but the wars that may come after".What happens when Rose's anticipation turns into a nightmare after finding her own true mate? When Alpha Aiden skatered what was left of the Blue moon pack, he hadn't thought he'd find a woman so right, it hurt so bad yet so good. When push came to shove, he finds himself dying inside, wanting nothing else but his beautiful mate who seemed to despise him so much. While the history of a terrifying conceurer pack starts repeating itself, Alpha Aiden finds himself gradually getting drawn from the woman he so much sought for. He's determined to give the life to his beautiful mate and wouldn't stop at any cost.
His Defiant Luna: Awakening The Secret White Wolf

His Defiant Luna: Awakening The Secret White Wolf

I was the disgraced, wolfless Luna of the Higgins Pack, despised by everyone for my genetic defect. My husband, Alpha Brayden, openly flaunted his precious charity case, a lowborn Healer named Doreen, while treating me like disposable trash. In my past life, I bled out alone on a cold operating table. My life-saving healing plasma was forcefully cut off and rerouted into Doreen's body just because she needed it. Brayden stood by and let me die, completely indifferent to my agonizing pain as I gasped for air. Because of him, my family's wealth was drained, my reputation was dragged through the mud, and I died a mocked, abandoned freak. I had spent years wearing cheap white dresses and hiding my true scent just to imitate Doreen and beg for his attention. Why did my absolute devotion only earn me a brutal, suffocating death? Opening my eyes, the phantom stench of my own blood still filled my throat. The calendar on the wall read five years ago—the afternoon of the Sacred Spring Auction, the exact starting point of my tragedy. This time, I refused to be his victim. I smashed my cheap perfumes, put on a blood-red gown, and marched straight up to the Alpha who thought he owned me. "I, Amira Sherman, reject you, Brayden Higgins, as my mate." With a ten-billion-dollar bid and the most terrifying Lycan warlord at my side, it was time to tear their pride to pieces.