On the Alpha's Bed While My Ex Begs

Chapter 3

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d over his burning rage. For a sec

s grip. A clear red circle w

e rushed in, grabbing Braxton's arm. "Braxton, don't

sidelong glance at me, as if to say

to rein in his anger. But his eyes didn't go to Bree. They w

asked, his voice hoarse. "You

fore? Like a fool, watching my 'mate' fool around with another

werewolf world, it carried immense weight. C

blessed by the Moon Goddess, a promis

"Bree and I are innocent! I

home at night to take care of a grown, healthy 'sister'? What kind of brother points a

fe, aimed precisely

dn't expected me to lay e

y defense he could muster was, "Bree is all alone w

'd heard it a thousand

g him to meet my gaze. "Braxton Porter, you are my fated mate, witnessed by the

ride, and he lashed out in anger. "How have I not fulfilled my duty? I

at him and felt a profound sadne

ht a mate bond was about providing s

even argue with him. I turned away

engage, made him more unea

sudden, dawning comprehens

," he sai

s morbidly curious to hear what hi

ausing all this trouble, hitting people, starting fight

d at him, sa

ing cold to you, so you decided to play hard to get? You

's right, Elinor. We all know you love Bra

nal people and felt that every word I spoke

tone dripping with condescending arrogance. "Alright, stop it. As long as you behave from

nd, intending to touch my face in

d approach, and my

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On the Alpha's Bed While My Ex Begs

Lucy Cartwright Werewolf

“The Moon Goddess decreed the Gamma warrior Braxton as my fated mate, but he treated me like a lowly servant while doting on a human woman named Bree. In my past life, I endured his coldness and Bree's endless framing, thinking my submissive love would eventually win his heart. But he completely abandoned our sacred bond. Whenever Bree faked a minor scratch, he would force me to apologize, letting the whole pack humiliate me. Ultimately, I was pushed aside, my flesh brutally torn by claws, while he stood there protecting a triumphant Bree in his arms. I died a pathetic, rejected Omega, drowning in my own tears and the bone-deep chill of his betrayal. Until my last breath, I didn't understand. I had cleaned his home spotless, waited on him, and loved him with all my soul. Why did my fated mate choose a manipulative human over our sacred bond? Why did my endless devotion only earn me a tragic, bloody end? Opening my eyes again, I was back to the exact moment Braxton was forcing me to apologize for a fake burn on Bree's wrist. "Elinor, apologize. You weren't watching where you were going!" This time, I didn't cry or beg. I walked over to the stove, grabbed the boiling kettle, and poured the scalding water directly onto her hand. Since she wanted to play the victim, I would make her injury real. Then, I would force him to accept my Rejection.”