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Lucky Man, Your Wife Is A Hidden Genius

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Natalie found Dominic badly wounded in the countryside. After saving him with surgery, she left unseen. Later, a family pact forced them into a 100-day marriage. Dominic searched for his savior while falling for Natalie—yet grew suspicious as her hidden identities emerged: a brilliant surgeon, a renowned professor, and a powerful CEO, each revelation stunning him deeply.

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Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

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For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all-his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun. is that he never truly lets you go. "Try to leave me, Elodie," his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. "I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away." He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack. I took more than just my broken heart with me.

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

The sound drilled into Iona Crane's skull, rhythmic and cold. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they were weighed down with lead. There was only blinding white light filtering through the slits.

Then the memories hit her. The screech of tires. Miranda's scream. The freezing water closing over her head, filling her lungs with icy fire.

She tried to move her fingers, but her body wouldn't respond. She was trapped in the dark, listening to the mechanical heartbeat of the ICU monitor.

Voices drifted in from the hallway. The door was cracked open just an inch.

"What did the doctor say?" Preston Harmon's voice was sharp, impatient. "When is she going to wake up? The Vance dinner is tonight."

Iona's chest tightened. That was her father. The man who had demanded she be perfect. The man who had dragged her from the Rust Belt to New York, only to treat her like a stray dog that had tracked mud onto his Persian carpets.

"Who knows?" Miranda Harmon's voice dripped with venom. "This Rust Belt trash always finds a way to ruin our important moments."

Iona's heart skipped a beat. The physical pain in her chest wasn't from the water in her lungs anymore. It was a sharp, twisting sensation, like a hand squeezing her organ until it threatened to pop. Ten years. Ten years of smiling, obeying, shrinking herself to fit into their world, and this was what they really thought.

"Mom, don't be mad." Veronica Harmon's sugary voice chimed in. "Maybe sis just wanted some attention."

"Veronica is right, don't stress over it." Eric Espinoza's voice followed. His tone was light, flirtatious. "You look beautiful tonight, by the way."

Iona could picture it perfectly. Eric's arm around Veronica's waist, his eyes lingering on her younger sister the way they used to look at her. A wave of nausea rolled through her stomach. It wasn't sadness. It was revulsion.

"If she's mentally unstable, we should just send her to that facility in the Hamptons." That was Caleb Harmon, her third older brother. His voice was as cold as a slab of marble. "Tell the press she needs rest."

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