His Defiant Mate: The Hidden Lycan Queen

Chapter 4

Word Count: 669 | Released on: 23/09/2026

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of amber and gold. I sat tucked away behind a row of towering bookcases on theoretical mathematics, wearing an oversized p

splayed an ordinary freshman

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led over their phones, their voices leaking past

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hands into the pockets of my worn jeans, and strolled

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His Defiant Mate: The Hidden Lycan Queen

Falstaff Werewolf

“I was supposed to be a nobody-an impoverished, wolfless scholarship student just trying to survive at Northgate University. But when Ryder Sterling, the arrogant Alpha heir, cornered me in a dark alley and tried to tear my throat out for being a "fragile human," I had to break my one rule. With a single tap of two fingers, I permanently shattered his wolf core. The backlash was immediate. The Sterling Pack demanded my head, mobilizing elite enforcers to hunt down the unregistered girl who crippled their future leader. Worse, the chaos drew the attention of Damien Beaumont, the most dangerous Alpha on the continent. He took over the jurisdiction, deploying his massive intelligence network to track me down. I thought my perfect disguise was ruined. I assumed I'd have to burn my fake identity and flee the country to avoid an all-out war. But when I hacked into Beaumont's encrypted corporate servers to see my execution order, I froze. There was no kill order. Under my surveillance photos, he had handwritten two words: Fated Mate. "Initiate 24-hour non-lethal containment and bring her directly to my private quarters." I leaned back in my chair and let out a cold, dangerous laugh. Damien Beaumont thought he was the apex predator setting a trap for a helpless little stray. He had no idea he was hunting an ancient, immortal Lycan queen. I closed my laptop, ready to show the Alpha King exactly who belonged in a cage.”