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My Alpha's Heartless Contract Wife

My Alpha's Heartless Contract Wife

"Anya, a 'wolfless' in a world of powerful werewolves, was invisible, drowning her sorrows and desperately lonely. One drunken text, a desperate cry for attention, accidentally reached the Alpha, pulling her into his terrifying orbit. Now, she's trapped, a pawn in his game, forced to warm his bed while he waits for his true mate, her heart breaking with every stolen moment. As a 'wolfless' in the Blackwood Pack, Anya felt like an outsider, always yearning for a connection. One night, in a drunken haze, a misdirected text meant for her best friend landed in Alpha Declan Blackwood's inbox: ""Send me something hot."" Minutes later, the most powerful, terrifying man in the Pack stood at her door, claiming her with a possessive kiss that ignited a dangerous, unwanted fire. The next morning, his cold indifference shattered her world. Publicly humiliated and instantly fired, Anya became a pariah. Her dying mother's urgent need for a million-dollar heart transplant left her with an impossible choice: accept the Alpha's cold, transactional marriage proposal or watch her mother die. She became his ""placeholder"" wife, a contract, not a partner, all while battling a confusing attraction to the man who treated her as property. Why did he demand her, only to remind her constantly of her worthlessness, especially when everyone knew he waited for his true mate? Her world crumbled when she overheard Declan tell his returning ""true mate,"" Kristin Larsen, that Anya was ""just a substitute."" Despite the crushing betrayal and a strange, unyielding pull, Anya, fueled by her mother's desperate need, vowed to survive this gilded cage and reclaim her life before she lost herself completely."
Rejected and Reborn: The Hockey Alpha's Regret

Rejected and Reborn: The Hockey Alpha's Regret

Aurelia has been Zephyron's best friend since they got admitted into Blackridge Academy; she has feelings for him, but he only sees her as his best friend. Nothing more. Aurelia watched as Zephyron's girlfriend constantly broke up with him countless times within a short period of time. It hurt her every time because she was always there to comfort him, his tears broke her, and each time she raised her hope of him seeing her love for him, but Zeph never did. To him, she remained a shoulder to cry on. Then one day, Zeph and Lyra broke up for real. Lyra transferred schools because of him. She left and never returned. Aurelia played her role well this time and eventually, he saw that she loved him. "Why haven't you told me all this while?" He accepted to court her, but to him she was a distraction from the girl who left him. His true love still lies with Lyra. Aurelia noticed this but she had hopes that he would one day love him the way she does. On the day he was to announce their relationship at an event, she showed up. Zeph saw Lyra between the crowd and ran after her leaving Aurelia hanging on the stage. He came back immediately and told Aurelia he couldn't do it. He couldn't love her the way she deserved because his heart lay with someone else-his ex. He rejected her. Her wolf was weak. She couldn't take the humiliation. The world blurred, she slumped and died. But she returned. Reborn without the memories of her rejection or even of him. She returned with a new wolf, one that was stronger and ancient. She walked past Zeph like a stranger. Zeph couldn't take it, he wanted Aurelia by his side again. He loves the new Aurelia, but it was too late. Aurelia is in love with Kai Arden, a new student and a hockey star player like Zephyron. Now he wants her back by all means, and Kai won't let go. Should be easy right?
From Discarded Mate To Enemy's Gamma

From Discarded Mate To Enemy's Gamma

For seven years, I was Alpha Zane’s Chosen Mate, suppressing my warrior instincts to be the docile, supportive partner he demanded. On our seventh anniversary, while I waited by a candlelit table, I accidentally overheard his mind-link with another woman. "Seven years is a habit, my dear, not love. She's docile, she'll understand." He told Seraphina, his new political ally, laughing as he dismissed my entire existence. I didn't scream or cry. I scraped the anniversary cake into the trash, drafted a formal rejection letter, and walked out of the packhouse. But Zane didn't even notice my departure. He was so consumed by his new lover that my rejection letter was treated as garbage and tossed into the incinerator. He paraded Seraphina around the pack, even handing my hard-earned strategic command over to her—a woman who knew absolutely nothing about war. When my loyal subordinates protested, he violently suppressed them, declaring my absence a "childish tantrum" and framing me as the bitter obstacle to his destined romance. He honestly thought I was just hiding in my room, waiting to beg for his charity and accept a humiliating demotion. He had no idea that I had already crossed the border into enemy territory. Tonight, I am attending his grand celebration. Not as the heartbroken mate he discarded, but as the newly appointed Gamma of his deadliest rival, the Sterling Pack.
Sacrificed To The Beast: The Wolfless Mate

Sacrificed To The Beast: The Wolfless Mate

On the anniversary of my mother's death, my father, the Alpha, threw a lavish wedding to marry a woman only four years older than me. My new stepmother publicly humiliated me, stomped on my hand, and shattered the only necklace my mother left me. When I confronted her, my father slapped me across the face and ordered me to respect my new Luna. Heartbroken and furious, I publicly disowned them all. In retaliation, my father sentenced me to death the very next morning. He offered me as a tribute to the cursed Lycan King—a monster whose beast savagely tore apart every she-wolf sent to his bed. My family watched with smug satisfaction as I was locked in an iron cage and dragged away, discarded like defective trash simply because I was born wolfless. I was supposed to be ripped to shreds on my first night in the pitch-black castle. But as I stood in the King's dark chamber, bracing for the bloody end, nothing happened. The terrifying beast just sat in the shadows, staring at me in absolute confusion. That was when the horrifying truth of his curse clicked in my mind. His madness was triggered by the spiritual scent of an inner wolf. And I was completely wolfless. The very defect that made my family throw me away was my ultimate, impenetrable shield. I wasn't going to die here. I was going to survive, use this terrifying King, and make my family regret the day they ever cast me out.
The Rejected Luna Is the Hidden Heiress

The Rejected Luna Is the Hidden Heiress

"I could never choose an Omega like Ava." Damon's voice was absolute ice as he cradled his mistress. "In our world, no one believes an Omega woman can lead a pack. They're meant to be protected, marked, locked in bedrooms pumping out heirs, not standing at the negotiation table redrawing the map of power." Ava stared down at the thousand-dollar lingerie clinging to her skin, the sick realization crashing over her: the Alpha who once called her his treasure had only ever seen a tool for his bloodline. Heart in shards, she walked into the driving rain with nothing but a few crumpled bills in her pocket. Then her phone rang. "Ava Crawford, you are the female heir to the strongest pack on the East Coast. Welcome home." But the instant she set foot inside Crawford territory, rejection flashed like a blade. "An Omega as heir? Take a million and vanish, or name Lucas Alpha." Claws flexed, closing in-until a voice cracked through the hall like thunder. "Bloodmoon Pack, the mightiest of them all, welcomes Luna Ava Crawford." Adrian sat like a king, his gaze pinning her, dark, feral, thrumming with raw power. "If wolves can't accept Omegas... if we can't accept strong females... then our kind is already extinct." Ava didn't blink. Stubborn fire blazed behind her eyes as she slid her hand into his. "I'll marry you." Can Ava shatter the pack's iron hierarchy and prove an Omega can rule? When Damon crashes to his knees in regret, and Adrian offers an alliance even deeper than marriage... what choice will she make?
Sold To The Ruthless Alpha Heir

Sold To The Ruthless Alpha Heir

At thirteen, Delphie was sold to Alpha Everet Scott as a bargaining chip, right after her mother was brutally beaten into a coma to protect her. To keep her alive with his pack's healing spring, Delphie became Everet's unacknowledged Omega, enduring seven years of relentless bullying and his cold, unpredictable possessiveness. When her first Heat approached, she planned a desperate escape, only to stumble upon a plot to assassinate Everet. She fought off the attackers to survive, but when the dust settled, the person clapping in the shadows was her mother. She wasn't in a coma. She was perfectly healthy. "Your suffering was a necessary sacrifice." Her mother revealed that Delphie's seven years of misery, the beatings, the humiliation—even the assassination plot tonight—were all meticulously orchestrated by her. Delphie was never a daughter to her. She was just a highly trained piece of bait, designed to bind Everet to her so her mother could use his power for her ultimate revenge. Before Delphie could even process the betrayal, her mother drugged her and threw her straight into the assassins' trap alongside a poisoned, dying Everet. "When you wake up, you will be the star of the show." As Delphie sucked the deadly silver toxin from Everet's chest to keep him alive, feeling the Mate bond seal between them, her tears finally dried up. If she was destined to be a pawn in her mother's deadly game, she would become the player who flips the board.
His Defiant Omega: The Lycan King's Chosen Mate

His Defiant Omega: The Lycan King's Chosen Mate

I was the only Omega in the Carter family, an unwanted daughter treated like a disposable asset. When my precious sister Georgia refused to marry the brutal tyrant, Tristan Beaumont, my father and stepmother forced me to take her place just to secure a political alliance. In my past life, I obediently agreed, foolishly hoping to finally earn their love. Instead, I suffered endless abuse. When I was no longer useful, my family sent me on a fake negotiation mission, using me as bait for a pack of feral Rogues. As the starving wolves sank their teeth into my flesh, I desperately begged my family for help through our mind-link. But the only response was silence. They deliberately severed our connection, leaving me to be ripped to shreds in the snow while they enjoyed the power my sacrifice brought them. As my bones were crushed, my soul was consumed by a chilling hatred. I had given them my absolute loyalty and sacrificed my entire life for their ambitions. Why was my life worth less than a bargaining chip? Why did they throw me away without a second thought? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the morning they were about to announce my forced marriage. My stepmother smiled her hypocritical smile. "As a member of the Carter family, everyone has a duty to make sacrifices." This time, I didn't cry or beg. I looked at their expectant faces and smiled. "No." I turned my back on them, packed my bags, and set out to steal the very treasure they relied on, ready to burn their legacy to the ground.
Betrayed and Sold as the Lycan King's Wolfless Bride

Betrayed and Sold as the Lycan King's Wolfless Bride

I was born wolfless, the defective daughter of the Nichols Pack. My only value was an arranged engagement to Julian Hayes, the powerful Alpha heir my family needed for an alliance. Then my stepsister handed me a glass of champagne at the pack gala. When I woke up the next morning, I was naked in a stranger's bed, covered in bruises and bite marks, with a terrifying Alpha's scent burned into my skin. I had no memory of the night before. Only one certainty remained. I had been drugged. I ran home in the stranger's shirt, desperate for protection. Instead, my fiancé looked at me with disgust, my stepsister took my place beside him, and my father decided I was still useful after all. Not as a daughter. As a bargaining chip. He sold me to Alpha Montgomery, a cruel old tyrant rumored to be seeking a bride. When I refused, my father gave me the one threat I could never ignore. "Marry him, or your brother's treatments stop." For Noah, my dying younger brother, I agreed. I even tried a forbidden purification ritual to erase the stranger's scent from my body. But before the healers could begin, a gray-eyed Alpha cornered me in the hospital and shut it all down with a single command. I thought he was only the Lycan King's ruthless enforcer. I thought the man I had to marry was an old monster waiting in the dark. I was wrong. On the eve of my wedding, my groom called. His voice made my cruel father bow in terror. His words made my blood turn cold. He was not old. He was not weak. He was the stranger from that night. The Alpha who had marked me. The Lycan King himself. And he whispered through the phone, "Tomorrow, you become my Luna. Everything you are belongs to me."