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Forsaken by the Pack, Mated to the Secret Lycan King

Da Lanlan

For two years, I was Alpha Jase Davenport's loyal assistant and secret bed-warmer. Because I was a wolfless Omega, I trusted his empty promises instead of instincts I didn't possess. Then, a push notification from a notorious gossip blog shattered my world. Jase was pictured in Paris, his hand intimately resting on the waist of my cruel stepsister, Kira. The headline screamed that he was finally claiming his fated Luna. Before I could even process the betrayal, Jase texted me a cold command to update his schedule, treating me like a soulless employee. Immediately after, my mother called to gloat. "Did you honestly believe an Alpha like Jase would settle for a defective creature like you?" She threatened to freeze my late father's Pack trust fund unless I agreed to marry an abusive, elderly Alpha to be his breeding mare. If I refused, I would be cast out as a penniless stray, easy prey for any Rogue. I was nothing but a convenient placeholder to Jase, and a piece of livestock to my own family. They thought they had me completely cornered, ready to steal my inheritance and leave me to die. But as the panic subsided, a cold clarity took its place. My father's will only required a legal mating bond to unlock my millions; it never said my family had to approve of the groom. I wiped my tears, opened my laptop, and searched for a disgraced, debt-ridden Rogue named Babe Vincent. If I needed a husband on paper to secure my freedom, I was going to buy one.

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"So... You two have been together for almost three months. Did she ever sleep with you? Not even just once?"

In the deluxe suite of a luxury hotel, a woman wrapped her arms around a man's neck with a smile.

"Why do you want to talk about her? All she has is money, nothing else," the man said with a sneer.

"Okay, okay..."

The two were so immersed in pleasure that neither of them noticed that someone was leaning against the door frame, watching them quietly. Finally, when the silent observer was bored, she spoke up. "I'd use protection if I were you."

The man and the woman on the bed were startled by the sudden sound of her voice. They quickly but awkwardly pulled away from each other.

Nathan Truman was so frightened that he fell down from the edge of the bed and raised his head in a panic. When he saw the source of the voice, all the color drained from his face. "Lyla!"

Lyla Moreno looked down at her newly manicured nails. She had chosen the color lilac, and they glittered under the lights dazzlingly.

When she looked at the man's livid face, Lyla wrinkled her nose in disgust. "She was with another man last night. And now, she's with you. Who knows how many men she has been sleeping with? You never know what STD she might be carrying."

Nathan staggered to his feet and ran up to Lyla. He wanted to reach for her hand, but on second thought, he decided against it. His hand stopped mid-air for he didn't dare to touch her.

"J-just listen to me, Lyla. I...I don't have any feelings for her! You're the one that I love, Lyla. You and you alone!"

Love?

Lyla burst into giggles, as though she had heard the funniest joke. Did he mean he loved her money?

He was just a gigolo she met in a club. How dare he be so brazen and talk about love?

Lyla glanced at Nathan and shook her head wryly. She had spent millions on this shameless guy. Why on earth did she choose him? She must've been out of her mind at the time.

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