The Secret Identity of His Unwanted Wolfless Mate

“My fiancé slid a black credit card across the restaurant table, his voice cutting through the quiet room to announce our engagement was over. "I can't marry a wolfless, it's an insult to the pack." He declared me a disgrace, while my stepsister sat right beside him, gripping his hand and shedding perfectly timed, fake tears of sympathy. The humiliation didn't end there. When I returned to the house I grew up in, my own parents treated me like a disease. Terrified that my ruined reputation would taint their precious social standing, my father actually dialed 911 to report me as a fugitive. "She's a criminal, lock her up so she stops ruining this family!" my mother shrieked, hoping to throw me in a cell just to get rid of me. They all looked down on me, mocking my lack of a wolf and praising my stepsister's bright future, fully believing I was just a pathetic, useless outcast destined for the gutter. But they had no idea that behind my plain clothes, I was "The Architect"-the top-secret genius controlling the military's most classified AI. So, when the supreme Lycan heir was forced to offer me a fake engagement, I calmly accepted the deal and logged on to apply for M.I.T., ready to show them exactly who they had thrown away.”