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His Defiant And Unwanted Wolfless Mate

Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 751    |    Released on: 08/04/2026

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epping into the sprawling, glass-walled sanctuary that overlooked the entire Blackwood Pack territory. The air insid

lnut desk, his attention fixed on a gl

-Rejection Sickness tearing through my abdomen. I walked forward and

opping to the paper. "What is this, Gem

d, my voice surp

s scan the handwritten words, following the ancient Pack laws of sev

hild's drawing. "A rejection?" He sneered, his gaze raking over me with absolute disdain. "You are a wolfless Omeg

y nails digging into my palms. "No mo

shadow over me. "You don't get to leave. You are my Mate. It is a lifelong contract, and we have the Northe

ed over to the corner of the room. The low, mech

las,

blades chewed through the paper, the violent sound sh

us, glowing gold. The air in the room grew impossibly heavy, pressing down on m

ling power that my wolfless body couldn't fight. "Prepare your dress

t destroyed a sacred rite to protect his PR image. He d

on autopilot under his Command. But just

voice barely audible over the hum of the AC, "but y

lready back at his compute

re my legs gave out. I slid down the freezing black marble wall, gasping for air. Above me, the pain

st, so violent I tasted copper. But beneath the agonizing pai

He thought his Command and

e from my pocket. I couldn't fight an Alpha

wood's name-the Luna Mother who only cared about the Pack

The only Blackwood who hated Da

hone to my ear. It rang twice be

mma

cold marble ground me. "Clark.

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His Defiant And Unwanted Wolfless Mate
His Defiant And Unwanted Wolfless Mate
“I was a wolfless Omega who married the most powerful Alpha, but I was slowly dying of Bond-Rejection Sickness because my fated mate despised me. Instead of caring about my failing health, Dallas flaunted his mistress and treated my agony as a pathetic tantrum. When I handed him a sacred rejection letter just to save my own life, he ruthlessly shredded it and used his Alpha Command to force me to stay. He locked me in his suite, watched me violently throw up from the sickness, and threatened to cut off my grandfather's life-saving medical funds if I didn't play the perfect Luna for his public image. To him and his Pack, I was just a useless burden, a piece of property they could abuse and control at will. I couldn't understand why I had to suffer and die for a man who didn't even know his entire empire was built on the secret defense algorithms I had written. Why should my absolute loyalty be repaid with such suffocating cruelty? "I, Gemma Hart, reject you, Dallas Blackwood, as my mate." I slammed a new rejection document right onto his table in front of his smug mistress. Before his furious roar could even echo through the restaurant, I legally revoked the patents to my algorithms, completely paralyzing his Pack's security grid, and walked away. Let the arrogant Alpha see what happens when his property declares war.”