Forsaken by the Pack, Mated to the Secret Lycan King

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 666 | Released on: 30/03/2026

nd centuries of absolute power hung heavy in the

ckwell, the former Lycan King and my father. He swirled the amber

voice a low rumble that vibrated against

ega? You've rejected every highborn female on this continent

d, I pushed a single, heavily guar

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illed across the desk, but he didn't notice. His eyes flared wit

the thought of her. "She's like a cornered animal. If a Lycan approaches her directly, s

his face. He instantly saw the empire-building p

I demanded. "Build an impenetrable firewall around her. Jase Davenpo

ick with dark excitement. "The highest protect

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eap pine air freshener and worn vinyl, a stark contra

-a deep, encrypted ping I

m an exclusive Swiss private bank, the kind th

it: $12,000,000.00. Guarantor:

. He must have cashed in some forgotten, obscure family trust to get this. I had assum

illion d

ime in my life, I wasn't a helpless, wolfless Omega

aza Hotel. Next, I wired a massive retainer to an elite private security firm, ordering a 24-ho

ream walls, gilded molding, and the clean scent of fres

n: *Extraction complete. A black Davenport SUV approach

e was already looking for me, but he co

arms around myself. I was physically free, but as the adrenaline faded,

ocument crucial to the stability of several Packs-was still locked in my desk at Da

office, hand over the file, and then I

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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.”