Forsaken by the Pack, Mated to the Secret Lycan King

Author: Da Lanlan

Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 791 | Released on: 30/03/2026

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d the cold marble floors in shades of dead gray. I lay alone on the Egyptian cotton sheets, breathing in the lingering scent of his metallic colo

an Inner Wolf, unable to feel the pull of a Fated Mate or hear the Pack

the nightstand, sha

otorious werewolf gossip blog on the East Coast. I swi

rt sto

ade negotiation. Instead, he was standing under a chandelier, his hand resting intimately on the waist of a woman in a

ira Parrish. My stepsister. The girl w

ack's New Power Couple: Alpha Jase

ver was. I was just a convenient, wolfless assistant he used to keep hi

text message pop

y in Paris has change

emotionless command to his employee. He d

l, my phone began to ring. The caller I

my throat ti

honestly believe an Alpha like Jase would settle for a defective, wolfless creature like you

out, gripping the ed

g my pain. "He's older, yes, but his Pack is wealthy. He needs a breeder,

ha who went through Omegas like disposable cups. "I'm not ma

ontrol your Pack trust fund. The stipulations are clear: you don't see a dime of that money until you secure a formal Mating bond. De

ne wen

e cornered. Without that trust fund, I had nothing. I would

arity took its place. I wiped the tears fr

l Mating

Carolyn had to approve of the groom. I just needed a husband on paper. Som

n a name I had only heard in whispere

s behavior, drowning in debt, and desperately in need of a respect

trict that handled sensitive Pack affairs. My fingers flew across the k

appointment for tomorrow morning at 8:58 AM. I closed the lapt

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Forsaken by the Pack, Mated to the Secret Lycan King

Da Lanlan Werewolf

“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.”