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Abandoned Ex-Wife: Now Untouchable
My five-year-old daughter was dying in the ICU, her heartbeat replaced by the continuous, electronic scream of a flatline. I gripped her cold hand, my throat sealed shut by a terror so absolute I couldn't even cry out. I dialed my husband Grayson's private number, the one reserved only for me and his assistants. He declined the call instantly. A second later, a text buzzed against my palm: "In a meeting. Do not disturb. Stop calling." Five miles away, Grayson was at a luxury gala, adjusting his silk tie and laughing with Belle Escobar. He told her I was just being "dramatic" and using our daughter's "fever" as an excuse to avoid the event. He had no idea Effie's heart had already stopped. When I finally reached our penthouse, soaked from the rain and carrying Effie's small socks in a plastic bag, Grayson didn't even look at me. He snapped at me for ruining the hardwood floors and asked if I'd left Effie with the nanny just to "feel sorry for myself." Three days later, while I buried our daughter in a small, lonely ceremony, Grayson was at the Hamptons. Belle posted a photo of him golfing with the caption: "A mental health day with the boys." He didn't even attend the funeral, but he returned home demanding I clear out Effie's room to make a study for Belle's son. The injustice burned through me until there was nothing left. I swallowed a handful of sleeping pills, desperate to join my daughter. But instead of the darkness, I woke up to blinding lights and the scent of Grayson's expensive cologne. I was standing in a ballroom, wearing a blue silk dress I had already burned. Above me, a banner read: "Happy 5th Birthday Kaiden & Effie." I was back, exactly one year before the tragedy. This time, I wasn't going to be the grieving wife. I was going to be their worst nightmare.On our third anniversary, I went to the Pack Registry to submit a design portfolio, hoping to surprise my husband.
The clerk looked at me with pity and whispered, "Honey, the system won't let me. Your Mate Bond was severed three years ago."
I stared at the screen in horror. Not only had Alpha Bennet quietly rejected me, but he had also registered a "Companion Contract" with Gianna—my former best friend who had maimed my right hand in an "accident."
I tracked them to the Sacred Lake. Hidden behind a tree, I heard Bennet laugh.
"I love that she's helpless," he told Gianna, pushing her on the swing he built for me. "I love that she can't Shift or draw. It makes me feel like a god."
He wasn't protecting me; he was clipping my wings to keep me in a cage.
When Gianna later framed me as a Rogue intruder, Bennet didn't recognize me in the dark. He whipped me five times with a silver lash, savoring every scream, unaware he was flaying his own wife.
He thought he had broken me. He thought I would die in that basement.
Instead, I severed the bond myself and vanished across the ocean.
One year later, I returned to Paris as a renowned architect with a mechanical arm and the Lycan King by my side.
When Bennet saw me and fell to his knees begging for a second chance, I simply turned my back and revealed the scars he gave me to the cameras.
"You didn't love me, Bennet. You only loved my pain."
Chapter 1
Harper POV:
The fluorescent lights of the Pack Registry office buzzed overhead, a low-frequency hum that drilled straight into my migraine. I sat on the hard plastic chair, my left hand white-knuckled around my handbag. My right hand—or the ruin that remained of it—was buried deep in my coat pocket.
"Name?" the clerk asked. She was a middle-aged Beta, smelling of stale coffee and indifference.
"Harper Cline," I said. "I need to update my biometrics. I'm submitting a portfolio for the Royal Moon architectural bid."
The clerk typed, her gum snapping softly. Then her fingers stopped. She squinted at the terminal, then up at me. The boredom in her eyes curdled into pity.
"Luna Harper," she whispered. "Honey, the system won't let me."
"Why not?"
"It says here... your status is restricted. Your Mate Bond was severed three years ago."
The floor seemed to tilt. "That's impossible. I am the Mate of Alpha Bennet Crosby. Today is our third anniversary."
The clerk turned the screen. The text glowed in aggressive red: STATUS: BOND SEVERED. INITIATED BY ALPHA BENNET CROSBY.
Below it, a secondary entry burned into my retinas. On that same date, a "Companion Contract" had been filed.
Name: Gianna Skinner.
My breath hitched. Gianna. My former best friend. The woman who handed me the silver-laced drink the night of the "accident." The woman Bennet swore he'd locked in the dungeon for maiming me.
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The Rejected White Wolf and Her Lycan King
On our third anniversary, I went to the Pack Registry to submit a design portfolio, hoping to surprise my husband. The clerk looked at me with pity and whispered, "Honey, the system won't let me. Your Mate Bond was severed three years ago." I stared at the screen in horror. Not only had Alpha Benn/1/107122/coverorgin.jpg?v=003b6186ebd4c13fb82241449e10f2de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
30 Days Left: The Rejected White Wolf's Countdown
On our wedding night, my Fated Mate, Alpha Cedric, left our bed to care for his mistress. He told me our marriage was just an obligation. But the real betrayal came months later on a rooftop. When Rogues demanded a trade, Cedric didn't hesitate. He chose to save Jayden because of her "heart condit/0/93414/coverorgin.jpg?v=d217930eef64bad34520ec20ae3a5c97&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Rejected White Wolf Mate
It was the night of my first solo art exhibition, but my Alpha mate, Cameron, was nowhere to be seen. The air was thick with champagne and praise, but every compliment felt like a slap, calling me "the Alpha's mate," not an artist. Then I saw him on the news feed. He was shielding another woman, an/1/105498/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d33bf436374c8e1ce8fc3df22afc195&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Last White Wolf
Mercedes Underwood is a lost girl. Lost from her world and herself. She grew up with abusive parents and had a really shitty childhood. Sometimes she believed that they were not her parents much less rassemblements between her and them. When she turned 18 years old, her parents attempt to sell her o/0/38547/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ccb1c382380e228a6145bb627d61437&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chasing the White Wolf
It's been four years since Emma and Logan marked each other. Life is going great for both of them, but Logan can't get over what Samuel said. He is afraid that someone is after his mate. What will happen when rogues start to attack Alpha Drake's pack? Are those rogues after Emma? What will happen wh/1/101768/coverorgin.jpg?v=55fe8b893379555220c3c1f571f93651&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Luna: Rise of the White Wolf Queen
As the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack, I thought my Fated Mate bond with Alpha Liam was unbreakable. That was until Ava Sinclair walked into the banquet hall, pregnant, and Liam used his Alpha Command to force me to my knees in front of the whole pack, choosing his mistress over me. The violence of/1/101763/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ee6f1e967da584ffb978692ebee8012&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Omega: Rise of the White Wolf
I was the dust beneath the pack's feet, an Omega nobody wanted. Yet, the Moon Goddess paired me with Ethan Reed, the Alpha heir. He told me he had amnesia, that he couldn't feel our bond. I was foolish enough to wait for him. Until I saw him running away with his mistress, Chloe. When their SUV fli/1/107121/coverorgin.jpg?v=d27b113572743966c515cf3c480ce975&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Defective Mate He Rejected Is A White Wolf
I stood at the altar in my lace gown, the heiress of the Sterling Pack, waiting to marry the man I had protected for years. To soothe his fragile ego, I had taken suppressants to hide my wolf, letting everyone believe I was "defective" and unable to shift. But when the priest asked for his vows, L/0/91272/coverorgin.jpg?v=3ec40e50b4f65dba6a91f33eb6cd26e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Rejected Mate Awakening the White Wolf
Kaelen was supposed to be my destiny. The future Alpha of our pack, my childhood love, and my fated mate. But one night, I smelled another woman on him-a sickly sweet Omega scent I knew all too well. I followed him and found them under the great oak, locked in a lover's kiss. His betrayal was a sl/1/102619/coverorgin.jpg?v=f3c77e1bd5c67cc197576ed6fe4ae4a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Omega He Rejected Is The White Wolf Queen
My father, the Alpha Supreme, sealed my powers and sent me to the Turner Pack as a test. He wanted to see if my Fated Mate, Ignatz, would love the girl, not the Royal title. Ignatz failed. For five years, I was his slave, the "No-Wolf" he kept around to clean up after his mistress. When I discover/1/103334/coverorgin.jpg?v=c3be2e797f62dbcdb195bf6edf3f3946&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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/1/105984/coverorgin.jpg?v=3c9d6f54270e8aa32dc82044ff90ce2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Rejected Omega To The Royal White Wolf
I stood in the rain, watching my ex-mate place fresh white roses next to a toxic silver chain on my headstone. The epitaph read *Beloved Daughter*, which was laughable. Five years ago, I called my father from a mangled car wreckage, bleeding out. Instead of sending an ambulance, he asked if the ca/0/46495/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e43fb34802c06964c7a52484c643363&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected Wolf
Ashina Rollin had lived a simple life as an average pack member. She isn't a warrior nor an omega; she isn't a beta or alpha child. She is simply Ashina. But, when Ashina's mate rejects her, leaving her crushed and heart-broken. She doesn't know what to do... what to feel. She continues to stay wit/1/102849/coverorgin.jpg?v=d5c44d4e1ee646ab06d36634f820d35d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Luna's Secret: Awakening the White Wolf
For three years, my Alpha husband forced me to take inhibitors, claiming my bloodline was too "weak" to bear his heir without dying. I believed him, swallowing the pills and the lies to be his perfect, submissive Luna. But during the rogue attack at the Victory Gala, the truth finally shattered me/1/106279/coverorgin.jpg?v=2b49e3cf6da1d89c9a7175371fa4cca9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Omega Is Actually The White Wolf
I jumped into the freezing Hudson River. Not to kill myself, but to save the only thing I had left—my father's Medal of Valor, which Krystal had thrown into the water like a stick for a dog. I clawed my way up the muddy bank, lungs burning, shivering violently. I looked up at the villa balcony, hop/1/101860/coverorgin.jpg?v=720d6cda9155a3452149c2c0c6c33789&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Beta's Secret: Rise of the White Wolf
I spent three years building the Silver Creek Pack’s defense grid, turning us into a commercial superpower. I did it all for Alpha Craig, believing that once the economy stabilized, he would finally complete our Fated Mate bond. But at the Annual Assembly, he didn't Mark me. He pulled Chanel Murph/1/105979/coverorgin.jpg?v=5007d47a811cd4c33b8f2661db1935ff&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Luna's Secret: Rise Of The White Wolf
On our tenth mating anniversary, I stood outside my Alpha husband's office with his favorite coffee, only to be hit by the cloying scent of rotting peaches—a female in heat. Through the mind-link, I heard him promise his mistress he'd deal with the "boring formalities" regarding me tonight. I walk/1/107011/coverorgin.jpg?v=b564f321eda0fe8ac0265195e7a43151&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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 b/0/37406/coverorgin.jpg?v=d99111d440266e55b8d60fb71d4d2650&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Call of the white wolf
His father's mate died and he saw what it did to him. miserable and unable to handle the pack's affair, he was compelled to become the alpha at a tender age. he had no intention to get married but the moon goddess had grand plans for him. Destined as the white wolf’s mate, he finds himself drawn to/1/107277/coverorgin.jpg?v=3bb2358719f097b7f92d649abf6c6f84&imageMogr2/format/webp)
