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The White Wolf's Revenge: Rejecting My Cheating Mate

Chapter 2

Word Count: 1155 | Released on: 02/11/2026

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cent inside the penthou

with the rich aroma of premium enchanted game meat. This kind of meat was incredibly rare, hu

My mother, Martha, was standing

favorite nourishing broth," Martha turned around,

tied around her waist,

was going through her Heat or feeling unwell. Otherwise,

ut a dining chair and sat down, looking at her w

ladle, stiffened. A clear flash

ook a meal?" she deflected, carefully placing a delicate porcelain bowl in front of me. "

s Caleb?

you like for breakfast," Martha said, pulling up a chair

lder-like concern. "Don't work so desperately hard. Even if you

t broth in my bow

"Look at you, always keeping that cold, rigid face. It's not cute at all. You're not

more accommodating toward your fragile

, my golden Alpha eyes

am I not acco

wears from head to toe, and even her monthly Heat suppressants-which one of th

ale. Just as she opened her mouth to arg

ying a bag of expensi

ense atmosphere at the dining table, and he i

una. Eat while it's hot," Caleb said incredibly

," Caleb added smoothly. "She said she wants to have lunch

na, my hand stirring

er out of the slums, funded her combat training,

who personally handed that sacred

o her anyway," I said,

chat box. Her message from last night wa

eb pick you up? I am so jealo

row of heart emojis following it, my stomach

bout having a morning tea gathering with th

to change into his suit, preparing t

ally picked up Caleb's personal tablet

the habit of being on guard around me.

sword. The screen

The newest batch of photos mad

Vivian was wearing a revealing swimsuit, leaning intimately agains

e exact few days he claimed he was leading a warrior

folder. I typed in his birthday, bu

ian's birthday. The

s explicit private photos, along w

r scolded me again toda

gid Alpha temper. Once we completely take over her corpo

o expensive. What if my sister chec

ver checks, and I've already smoothed out the billing records.

hameless conversations, my

to an encrypted file, and sent it directly to my p

bedroom, adjusting his

" he asked, his gaze casually swe

the financial news page and placed

checking today'

ed down, and pressed a g

me to come home tonight, and we will

a cold, calculating smile tugging at the co

mise, I will give you

Chapter End

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The White Wolf's Revenge: Rejecting My Cheating Mate

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“When my private jet landed after a grueling three-day border inspection, I tried calling everyone. No one answered. I didn't think much of it. I was just exhausted. But on the drive back to my estate, I casually opened the Silver Moon Pack's private social network. A live stream from a popular Pack influencer caught my eye. When the camera panned across a familiar riverfront terrace, my breath hitched. It was my terrace. In the center of the screen, my fated mate, Caleb, was down on one knee, holding a velvet ring box. Standing opposite him was a female wearing the custom haute couture white gown I had just paid for last week. It was my younger sister, Vivian. I zoomed in on the screen. My parents were sitting in the corner, wiping away tears of joy, looking as if they were witnessing the greatest miracle in the world. My Gamma-my supposed best friend, Fiona-ran up and handed Vivian a bouquet of glowing white Moonflowers, the sacred blooms meant only for a Luna's mating ceremony. Comments flooded the live feed: "What a romantic couple!" "Finally, this day has come!" Fiona was standing close to the camera, so the audio picked up her voice perfectly. Then, I heard my mother laughing warmly. "Yes," my mother said to the camera, wiping a tear. "It's been three years of hiding. Despite some minor bumps, they are finally getting the happiness they deserve." Three years. The betrayal of a fated mate is supposed to shatter a female's soul. I felt my inner White Wolf roar in pure, agonizing pain, tearing at the mate bond we shared. The nausea and betrayal twisted in my chest like a rusty blade. I closed my eyes, forcing the boiling lava in my veins to cool into solid ice. "Driver," I said, my voice eerily calm. "Turn around. Head to the Pack's chief law firm." Since they loved broadcasting their stolen happiness so much, I would use tonight's anniversary dinner to host a live broadcast of my own, letting all fifty thousand wolves of the Pack witness me tear the traitors apart and take back my throne.”