SPARE PARTS

From Wolfless Omega To The Rival Alpha's Queen

Jun Shangye

For three years, I poured my blood, sweat, and tears into building Blackwood Group for Alec, my Alpha and the man I thought was my mate. But on the day of our work anniversary, I stood outside his office door and heard him talking with his Beta, shattering my entire world. "Kay is just a wolfless Omega, useful for paperwork," Alec sneered coldly. "The bonding ceremony is just a show for the elders. The real Luna, the one who carries the bloodline that matters, is Breanne. I'm transferring all of Kay's core project files to Breanne tomorrow. Let her take the credit." He even texted me later, telling me to wear a blue dress to the upcoming gala because it made me look "obedient." I had turned down a Wharton scholarship for this man. I had spent countless nights fixing his mistakes, building his empire, and giving him my youth. Yet to him, I was nothing but a disposable placeholder, expected to smile and bow while another woman stole my life's work and my place by his side. The agonizing pain in my chest didn't break me; it forged me into ice. I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't beg. Instead, I wiped his servers clean of every strategy I had ever created, left a wax-sealed resignation on his desk, and accepted a job offer from his most ruthless rival.

Werewolf Drama Romance Billionaire Revenge Divorce

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I stood at the altar, about to marry Enzo, a notorious and bloodthirsty Mafia Capo.

Suddenly, my own mother stormed the blood-red carpet, hurling illicit photographs at my face to frame me as a woman of scandalous ruin.

She screamed to the armed guests that I was ruined, and pulled out my hidden, "pure" twin sister Sienna to take my place.

Enzo immediately discarded me, possessively taking Sienna's hand and announcing her as his real bride.

But he didn't let me go; he dragged me into a soundproof room, his eyes scanning my face like a surgeon evaluating a transplant.

That was when I learned the horrifying truth: my mother and sister had sold me.

Enzo didn't want a wife; he wanted a perfect donor for a procedure to restore his scarred childhood sweetheart, and I was just the backup spare.

For years, I had scrubbed floors and surrendered my youth to pay off my mother's crushing medical debts.

I couldn't believe my own family had faked the illness just to drain my blood, only to hand me over to a monster's operating table for a massive wire transfer.

But before Enzo could take my face, the ruling Don raided the estate, exposing the hidden underground lab where Sienna had already lost her life.

Looking at my bankrupt mother begging on her knees in the dirt days later, I didn't feel a shred of pity.

"You signed the contract."

I stepped around her sobbing form and got into the Don's car, completely dead to my toxic past.

Chapter 1

Gianna POV

I stood at the altar beside a man whose reputation was whispered in connection with the quiet, terrible things that happened to his enemies, when my own mother stormed the blood‑red carpet.

Using the bride's‑mother‑privilege as a passkey through the outer cordon of security, she hurled a stack of illicit photographs at my face, screaming to the armed guests that I was a shameless woman who belonged to the nightlife, a used‑up creature unfit to wear white.

The glossy prints fanned out across the marble, each one a stark black‑and‑white frame of my silhouette leaving a notorious syndicate nightclub in the dead of night. A place I had haunted only to service the crushing medical debts she swore were killing her.

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