The Broken Mate: The Lycan King's Forbidden Cure

Chapter 5

Word Count: 742 | Released on: 20/07/2026

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ispose of the Rogues' remains before the authorities arrived. She was supposed to burn the room completely aft

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with and drove my knife downward, not to kill, but to maim. I

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The Broken Mate: The Lycan King's Forbidden Cure

Sumner Upsdell Werewolf

“I woke up in a filthy storage room, my veins burning with a forced, synthetic Heat. My mate, Branden, and his widowed sister-in-law, Crysta, had drugged me and locked me inside with seven violent rogues. They planned to bring the Pack elders to catch me in the act. They wanted to publicly reject me, brand me as a whore, and cast me out. In the fragmented memories of my new body, I saw that Branden had already framed my father, breaking his legs with silver and throwing him into the dungeons. They were systematically destroying my entire family. I couldn't understand why my own mate would go to such cruel lengths to ruin me. It wasn't until I noticed the faint scent of early pregnancy on Crysta that the sickening truth hit me. My mate and his "grieving" sister-in-law were secretly sleeping together. They needed me dead to hide their disgusting affair and their illegitimate child. But they didn't know the soul inside this body was now a master toxicologist and a ruthless killer. I slaughtered the rogues, escaped through the river, and made a blood pact with the cursed Lycan King. "It's time to clear my father's name." Tonight, I was walking back into my Pack not as a victim, but as their executioner.”