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He Rejected Me, So I Married the Lycan King

He Rejected Me, So I Married the Lycan King

For ten years, I was the invisible backbone of the Silver Creek Pack. I cooked the books to hide Alpha Ethan's gambling debts. I ghostwrote the peace treaties that kept our borders safe. I warmed his bed every night, waiting for the bite that would mark me as his Luna. On the night of our tenth anniversary, I didn't get a ring. I got replaced. Ethan walked into the gala with Ashley, a wealthy heiress dripping in gold, clinging to his arm. When I tried to speak to him, he didn't just ignore me. He used an Alpha Command—a biological weapon that hijacked my free will. "Go to the kitchen," he ordered, forcing my knees to hit the floor in front of the entire pack. "Ashley is sensitive to the smell of stress. You're ruining her night." He humiliated me in the house I helped build. He wore the crown I polished for him, thinking I was nothing more than a glorified housekeeper he could discard at will. He forgot that while he held the title, I held the passwords. I didn't go to the kitchen. I went to the office. I initiated a permanent wipe of the cloud backups, reformatted the local servers, and deleted ten years of financial strategies. Then, I snapped the mate bond and walked out into the rain. Three days later, I walked back into the conference room. Ethan laughed, thinking I was there to beg for my job back. I threw a foreclosure contract onto the table. "I'm not here to serve drinks, Ethan. I'm the new owner of your debt. Get out of my chair."
Sold To The Monster: The Wolfless Bride

Sold To The Monster: The Wolfless Bride

I was born a "wolfless" outcast in my own pack, treated worse than a stray dog while my younger sister Bristol was worshipped as the golden child. To secure a political alliance, my father, the Alpha, decided to substitute me for Bristol and sell me to Kaleb Caldwell—a crippled, monstrous Alpha rumored to tear his brides apart. When I showed fear, my brother beat me until my ribs cracked, while my parents watched with cold indifference, calling me a useless commodity. On the morning of my wedding, my mother handed me a cheap cotton shroud instead of a gown. And my sweet, perfect sister publicly gifted me an ornate box filled with moldy, filthy rags to humiliate me one last time. "Sister, I thought you were always so sentimental about your old things," she mocked, playing the victim as my brothers defended her cruelty. For twenty years, I took their punishments and loved a family that secretly rejoiced in my misery. They wanted me to die a broken, fearful substitute in a monster's den. But as I looked at their sneering faces, the terror inside me finally burned away into pure, cold rage. I didn't cry or beg anymore. Instead, I blackmailed my father for twenty percent of the pack's wealth and forced him to sign a blood oath severing our ties forever. They thought they were sending a lamb to the slaughter, but with the secret healing power newly awakened in my blood, I was going to tame their monster and become his only salvation.
His Unwanted Mate: The Secret Silvermoon Heir

His Unwanted Mate: The Secret Silvermoon Heir

I used my ten-million-dollar dowry and exhausted my health to keep my mate's bankrupt pack afloat and buy life-saving elixirs for his dying mother. However, when Alpha Justin finally returned from the war, he not only reeked of another she-wolf's scent, but also slapped a Royal Decree on the table, coldly announcing that Gamma Brenna would be his "Co-Luna." His parasitic family, who had survived entirely on my blood and wealth, immediately turned on me, mocking me as a "wolfless orphan" whose family was slaughtered. "Brenna is a warrior; she doesn't have the time to raise children," Justin told me arrogantly. "So, you will act as their unpaid nanny. If you behave, I'll sleep with you just once to give you a pup as a 'consolation prize.' But my heart and body belong entirely to Brenna." They demanded I swallow this ultimate humiliation, step aside, and continue funding their luxurious lifestyle. They thought I was a pathetic, wolfless victim who would obediently act as their personal ATM just to avoid being cast out into the woods as a Rogue. They didn't know that my "wolfless" body harbored a rare, ancient White Wolf. They didn't know that Justin's so-called "heroic glory" was stolen-built on the slaughtered corpses of my family to cover up his own cowardice. And they certainly didn't know I had already visited the Alpha King. Keep your consolation prize, Justin. I'm packing up every last cent of my ten million dollars and securing my Royal Severance Decree. With the entire Royal Army standing behind me, I'm going to sit back and watch your arrogant pack starve to death.
The Alpha's Regret: The White Wolf He Rejected

The Alpha's Regret: The White Wolf He Rejected

My sister, the pack's beloved future Luna, was dying of kidney failure. Axel, the Supreme Alpha and the man I had secretly loved my entire life, used his Alpha Command to force the pen into my trembling hand. "Sign the papers, Jana," he growled, his eyes glowing with a predatory red light. "Stop being selfish. Kyleigh needs a transplant, and you are the only match." I tried to beg. I tried to tell him that I couldn't survive the surgery. I tried to tell him that I had already secretly donated a kidney to our father five years ago—a sacrifice my sister had claimed credit for. But Axel threw a stack of falsified medical scans in my face. "Stop lying to save your own skin," he spat. "You are a useless, Wolfless Omega. This is your only chance to be of value to this pack." He didn't know that Kyleigh had been poisoning me with Wolfsbane for a decade to suppress my inner White Wolf. He didn't know that the anesthesia wouldn't work on my poisoned body. I felt every inch of the silver scalpel as they cut me open to harvest my only remaining kidney. I died on that table, listening to the man I loved call me dramatic. But death was not the end. My spirit floated above the chaos, watching as the surgeon's face turned pale with horror. "She only had one!" the doctor screamed, holding up the blackened organ. "Alpha, look at the old scars! We just killed her!" Only after my heart stopped did the scent-masking drugs fade. Axel fell to his knees in the blood-soaked room, finally smelling the scent of rain and pine he had been searching for his whole life. He realized he had just butchered his true mate to save a liar. "Jana?" he howled, clawing at his chest. But I was already gone.
The Wrath Of The Shadow Wolf

The Wrath Of The Shadow Wolf

Wright was inside of the gym exercising when his phone began to ring. “Gosh, it is already past 9 am,” He said as he looked at the wall clock. “And who could this caller be” Acting very reluctantly, he went for his phone. “Philip” he murmured as he saw the caller. “Hey man,” Wright said as he picked the call. He wondered why Philip would be calling him this early. Philip is not one to call often unless he really has important news and Wright prayed that whatever this call was for, it should better not be what he was thinking, it should not be in any way related to the Pack. Anyways, he maintained his cool and waited patiently for Philip to tell him the reason for the call himself. “Wright” Philip responded. From the tone of Philip’s voice, Wright could tell that he was a bit tensed and was only trying to hide it. Philip and Wright had grown up in Shadow Rank Pack as best of friends. In fact, if the tussle with the rogues had not happened, Philip would have been Wright’s beta. Wright’s dad, Alpha Lucas is the alpha of Shadow Rank Pack and Wright is his successor before he left everything behind during the war with the rebels and moved to Edmonton where he had met Evolette and had further denounced his werewolf lineage. As a good friend, Philip had left the pack with him amidst the conflict but had soon left Edmonton for Regina for greener pasture. It was by the twist of fate that Philip had met Kyra in Regina while he had met Evolette here in Edmonton and both close friends had married the same sisters. When Evolette discovered Wright's true nature, she was not receptive to same and so, just so as to please her, he had all these years live outside that part of him until the midnight of her burial when he had shifted and had run into the wild to let out his grief for his self-acclaimed lost mate. Kyra on her part had been a little indifferent and receptive about the whole werewolf thing and was even ready to move back to Shadow Rank Pack with Philip just that Philip was unwilling to go back because of his love and solidarity for his friend and Alpha as he had always addressed Wright whenever they were alone.“ My Alpha, are you there?” Philip inquired when Wright had not responded to him.“ Gosh, this better be good” Wright spat. Now he was sure that Philip's call was definitely related to the Pack as he had feared. When Wright left Shadow Rank Pack, the rebels did not leave him as they were still out to get him. It was with the help of the allies that Wright built in Edmonton that he had been able to operate discreetly without getting the attention of his foes. All these years, Philip had been Wright's number one ally and had been on the lookout for possible threats to his friend, Wright, and had always alerted him whenever there was danger. Wright had been able to live a quiet life until just before the death of Evolette. He tries to act normal to Riona, but within him, he constantly fears for her safety. “Speak Philip, I am listening” Wright muttered. “Okay Wright, where is Rio?” Philip asked. “She is not in” Wright replied. “What!” Philip exclaimed. “Come on Philip. Or do you want me to pee on my pants?” Wright was already getting irritated and all he just wanted was for Philip to spill the bean. “Sorry, man,” Philip said. “Gosh” Wright spat. “I am so sorry, I am sorry” Philip was tense. “I don’t even know what I am thinking” “Relax Philip, what is the problem?” Wright asked. “I just got the news that some rogues from Shadow Rank are out, they are there in Edmonton since yesternight” Philip announced. “What!” Wright screamed. “And how come you are just telling me of this now?” “I just got the news right away and I quickly called you. The first thing that came to my mind was Rio” Philip explained. “Rio” Wright stuttered. “Rio left this morning. I think she said she was going to get Sandra to come spend the weekend with us” “Shit” Philip cursed. “O my God, o my God. What the hell?” Wright cursed. “Please be cool,” Philip said. “I am cool, man. What is the situation with the rogues at the moment, do you by chance know that?” Wright was curious. Wright is so anxious and filled with anger right now and he cannot imagine any harm coming to his little girl. He promised himself that he would spare no life in Shadow Rank if there is as little as a mosquito bite on Riona. “From my information, they don't have her yet, and happily they don’t know what she looks like just yet,” Philip said. Wright interrupted him. “Wait, what do you mean they don't know what she looks like just yet, do you plan on revealing that to them?”