His Forsaken Mate: The Vengeance Of The Wolfless

Chapter 7

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His Forsaken Mate: The Vengeance Of The Wolfless

MAINUMBY Werewolf

“I transmigrated into the body of a wolfless girl the exact moment she was publicly rejected by her fated mate. Alpha Kane humiliated me in front of the entire pack, declaring his beautiful mistress, Flor, as his new Luna, while the original soul died from the agony of the severed bond. I was dragged away like a sack of meat, thrown into a freezing cabin, and ordered to starve to death. Flor came to my prison in her expensive silk dress just to gloat. "Trash belongs in the trash can," she sneered. Her guard brutally beat my only loyal maid, leaving her bleeding in the dirt while they laughed at my pathetic, sickly state. In their eyes, I was just a weak, useless disgrace who should have died of a broken heart. They thought their fated bonds and Alpha strength made them invincible gods in this world. But they didn't know the crying girl was gone, replaced by a top-tier biochemist bound to a pocket-dimension laboratory. I calmly infected Flor's dress with custom-engineered fungal spores, sending her into a screaming fit of agonizing hives and hallucinations. When the enraged Alpha shattered my door to tear my throat out for the antidote, I didn't beg. I simply shot a paralytic dart into his neck, and watched the mighty, indomitable beast collapse helplessly at my feet.”