He Chose The Precious Healer, I Awoke The White Wolf Queen

Chapter 6

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echoed in the tense air. "Is that lady

fleeting, freezing glance in my direction, hi

heard every single syllable. "She's just a wolfless mai

iant prodigy who had vanished from his A-University lab years ago-the genius he desperately needed to break the bottleneck in his Pack defense syste

fless

his words suffocated me. I had buried my genius, erased my academic footprint, and hidden my identity as the sole deve

energy-restoring Pack herb stew I had spent hours brewing. *I need to find a mate who cooks like this,* Corwin had

It was the memory that his freezing gaze just resurre

nd couldn't use the mind-link, I frantically called Daxton fifty times. I finally tracked him down t

ned me down, his mouth crashing onto mine in a bruising, desperate kiss. It was the first time I felt the violent, elect

, his eyes hazy, and

t. I wasn't just a despised wolfless; I was a che

tears; it only crystallized t

back to the present. Daxton and Elder Alan had already disappear

a fraction of his Beta aura, expecting me to cower. He genuinely believed I was here

pha's patience has a limit. Drop this pathetic hard-to-get act. Stop trac

idn't flinch, nor did I lower my head. I slowly lifted my gaze, meeting Derik's

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He Chose The Precious Healer, I Awoke The White Wolf Queen

Serenity Now Werewolf

“I was attacked by a Rogue and lost my unborn Alpha pup to a toxic silver blade. Bleeding and terrified in the hospital, I called my mate, Alpha Daxton, begging for him to come. "A wolfless body could never handle an Alpha's bloodline anyway. What's there to cry about?" He hung up on me. Shortly after, I received a leaked video of him throwing a lavish banquet. He wasn't busy with urgent Pack business; he had mobilized all resources to welcome back Alina, the Pack's Healer, holding her with a tenderness he never showed me. When he finally came home at 2 AM smelling of her lily perfume, he looked at my packed suitcase and sneered. "I, Daxton Allison, reject you, Anastasia Ross, as my mate." He expected me to shatter and beg on my knees. For three years, I had abandoned my academic career and hidden my identity as a genius tech developer, enduring his emotional abuse just to be his perfect Luna. In his arrogant eyes, I was just a pathetic, submissive maid who would die without the Pack's protection. But he didn't know my love for him had already bled out. "I, Anastasia Ross, accept your rejection." I stared right into his merciless eyes as our mate bond permanently snapped. Then, I walked out of his estate to reclaim my tech empire, leaving him to drown in his own delusions.”