On the Alpha's Bed While My Ex Begs

Chapter 7

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se, my heart was heavy,

d, I took a detour toward the riverside lawn whe

eeds of gossip, to let

a dozen pairs of eyes locked onto

like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Look, i

y. "Crazy? I was just taking bac

I saw the looks on some of the other she-wolves' faces s

r. A stark white bandage was wrapped around Braxton's

tred in his eyes was a

parties are present, let's clear the air r

lic mediation. This was

as lost her mind! She forged my signature and viciously at

owing it to the crowd. "Braxton Porter, do you dare, in front of the Mo

speechless. The f

debatable," he deflected, moving on.

trength. "Sisters, if your mate, for the sake of a human woman, demanded that y

, where the Pack came first, abandoning a wer

s what you're saying true? Did Braxto

, but his panicked denial only made him look m

axton, let's not talk about Bree. Right here, right now, in front of the Elder and

est bones. All the accusations, all the dram

e was on

to discard me, confirming all the rumors. If he said no, his ent

red. His fists were clenched s

o part with me? Or are you just afraid that if I leave, there wi

unt was the b

a tidal wave of shame and fury. "I AGREE! I a

said it. In fro

xpressions on the faces of the she-wolves around me-a mi

parties have publicly consented, then I, in my capacity as a Pack Elder, ac

me as if he could kill me with his eyes. He didn't realiz

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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.”