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Too Late, My Alpha: You Killed Me

Too Late, My Alpha: You Killed Me

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 Rejected Healer: Her Rise as the White Wolf

The Rejected Healer: Her Rise as the White Wolf

I carried a thermal container of stew to my fiancé's private estate, worried he was stressed about our upcoming pack merger. Instead of a meditation retreat, I walked into a nightmare. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw Ivan playing on the rug with a secret son, while a woman named Kiera watched like a queen. I froze as I heard Ivan's voice float through the glass. "Aliana is just a placeholder. She smells like antiseptic and fear. Once I get the territory, I'll reject her." My heart shattered, but the knife twisted deeper when he laughed about my parents. "Her folks pay for this villa, Kiera. They know. They prefer a strong alliance over a disappointment of a daughter." My own parents were drugging me to steal my medical patents. They thought I was weak. They thought I was just a submissive Healer. I wiped my tears and unlocked his safe with the admin codes he forgot I installed. I took the financial records, the fake DNA tests, and the theft agreements. That night, at his secret son's birthday party, I didn't bring a gift. I brought a projector. I played their confession for the entire Council, severed the mate bond publicly, and vanished into the North. Six months later, a ruined, homeless Ivan crawled into my clinic, begging for the legendary White Wolf to save him. He looked up, shocked to see me standing there, glowing with silver power. "You rejected the gift of the Goddess," I smiled, letting my Alpha aura crush him to the floor. "Now, get out."
ALPHA KING ULRICH

ALPHA KING ULRICH

Ulrich shrugged off his shirt with a challenging nonchalance, revealing his muscular torso bathed in the dim light permeating the room. His golden eyes glinted with predatory intensity as he commanded Phoenix to do the same. "Take off your dress," he said, his authoritative voice echoing through the chamber. "And lie down on the bed." "Why?" she asked, her voice trembling. Ulrich locked eyes with Phoenix, his golden gaze sparking with determination. "Because it's an order, slave." ------------------------------------------ In the dark Northern Vale, Ulrich reigns as the cruel Alpha king feared by all packs. His sole desire is to conquer each pack and solidify his dominion, but a curse spoken by Gaia, the enigmatic Seer, casts a shadow over his empire. Ulrich can only have an heir if he finds a mate from his original pack—a seemingly impossible task after his pack was annihilated when he was still a young wolf. Disregarding the prophecy, Ulrich watches his chosen mates, one by one, succumb during childbirth, leaving him without descendants. Determined to avert the downfall of his empire, he calls upon his best werewolves to find a woman with black hair and blue eyes, a descendant of his ancient pack. Years of searching pass until hope arises with Phoenix, a slave from the plains of the kingdom. Phoenix is sold to the Alpha king, accepting her fate with resignation. Ulrich proposes a deal: if she bears him a child, she will be freed. However, fate has more in store for them than a mere arrangement of convenience. Will the Alpha King overcome his own cruelty for the woman he loves?
The Alpha Must Die

The Alpha Must Die

She craved a normal life... Her main goal was to live "the happily ever after" version in the Cinderella story. Unbeknownst to her that life was never a bed of roses. In a twinkle of an eye, Emilia almost lost her purpose in this world, a mysterious accident stole her parents and left her under the care of her grandparents. Emilia was left with no option than to move into their secluded farmhouse; at that moment all she wanted was to heal and probably move on. But on the night of the Bleeding Moon, she witnesses something she shouldn't have; a secret among werewolves that have been protected and kept confidential from humans for decades. And has a normal human, her instincts would only scream RUN! Emilia thinks she could run away from her future - away from the destiny that has already been decided. However, the werewolves won't let her be, she learns about their secret which she shouldn't have, so she must be eliminated. It was around that time a mysterious stranger named Asher stepped out of the shadows; a rogue with piercing eyes, secrets held in them. He was more than willing to help her. But, her life again takes a dramatic turn when Victor Marshall, the reigning alpha and her true fated mate wants her for himself, not out of love, but to control her bloodline. Emilia is thrust into a hidden world of werewolves, rival alphas, and ancient power struggles. As she grows closer to Asher, he teaches her to fight, to trust herself, and to awaken the power lying dormant within her. But danger lurks. Victor is ruthless. Obsessive. And he's sending a clear message...Come to me...or... I'll come to you. As the next Bleeding Moon nears, Emilia must choose between the violent pull of fate and the freedom she's finding in Asher's arms. Her transformation is inevitable, and the wolf in her yearns for Victor's embrace. But only one Alpha can stand by her side when the moon turns red. Emilia learns too many deep secrets, things come to her realization - and one chant slips out of her lips. "Victor Must Die! The Alpha Must Die!"