Remove Alpha Mark, Get New Life

"Luna, the surgery to remove the Alpha’s mark is excruciating. It’s equivalent to being skinned alive. Are you absolutely sure you want to go through with this?"I looked into the mirror at the black wolf totem on my collarbone—a symbol of an Alpha’s possessiveness—and nodded. "I’m sure."The black-market healer tried to persuade me one last time. "But this is the Silver Moon Pack’s highest Alpha mark. Countless she-wolves dream of bearing this claim. If you wash it off, you’ll lose all your privileges within the territory. You’ll be treated as a packless Rogue.""I want to be a Rogue."I lay down on the cold operating table. "Please, just get on with it.""Very well. Once the procedure is done, I’ll inject you with a high-grade Alpha Scent Masker—it will completely cloak your natural scent for a week. The Alpha won’t suspect a thing.""That’s enough time.""Now, please sign the pre-op consent form. Your new identity is... Aurora, is that correct?""Yes."Before coming here, I’d alread

The drive back was suffocating.The interior of the Range Rover reeked of a she-wolf in heat, It was fermenting in the enclosed space, turning my stomach.I felt bile rising in my throat.I rolled down the window, letting the cold wind slap my face, barely suppressing the urge to vomit."Why are you opening the window? You'll catch a cold. Werewolves heal fast, but you shouldn't sit in a draft like this." Ethan reached over to close it, his face wearing a mask of impeccable concern.I turned my head, looking at him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "The car smells strange. Like... the musk of a low-rank Omega in heat?"Ethan’s grip on the steering wheel tightened visibly, his knuckles turning white. He let out a dry, nervous laugh. "How is that possible? We probably just drove past the Slave Market, and the scent drifted in.""Is that so?" My fingertips traced the leather of the passenger seat. "And here I thought some other bitch had been sitting in my seat, leaving a scent mark

8:00 PM. The Alpha's Private Club.The VIP room was dimly lit, thick with the smell of cigars and strong liquor.The moment I pushed the door open, I saw Daisy sitting in the corner.She was wearing a low-cut silk camisole that clung tightly to her curves, and with a deliberate little shift of her shoulders, she squeezed her full breasts—laughing coquettishly as she chatted up the wealthy Alpha beside her, every move oozing unapologetic allure.When she saw Ethan walk in with me, her eyes flashed with resentment for a split second before she switched to her innocent, wide-eyed act."Hello, Luna. I'm the Alpha's new assistant. He said he was short-handed, so I came to help pour drinks."I gave a faint nod and didn't say a word.For two whole hours, Ethan put on the performance of a lifetime.He cut my steak for me, blocked shots of strong Tequila on my behalf, and even when someone jokingly asked Daisy to sing, he kept his eyes straight ahead, acting as if he didn't know the female at a

Two days after I was discharged, Ethan said he had to go on a week-long border patrol to negotiate a peace treaty with the Northern Pack.He left in a rush. He even had a Beta guard pack his luggage and deliver it straight to the private landing pad.In reality, Daisy's social media location was tagged at the Crescent Moon Hot Springs—a sacred resort.[Daisy: With my favorite Alpha, in the most beautiful sanctuary, enjoying our babymoon.]The attached photo showed two paws clasped together by the spiritual spring water, with the sacred lake reflecting two full moons in the background.The black-and-dollar wrist guard on Ethan's wrist—a symbol of his authority—was blindingly obvious.I closed the app, looked around the empty, luxurious Alpha Villa, and began my final cleanup.I dug out every portrait and oil painting from the last ten years. From my awkward first shift to the vows at our Mating Ceremony, from the Eastern Forests to the Western Wastelands. One by one, I tossed them into

It was the "surprise" I had told him to wait for—the one to be opened today, on our fifth anniversary.Like a drowning man clutching at a straw, Ethan stumbled toward it."The gift... right, the gift. Ivy is just joking with me. This is a game she designed, right?"His hands shook as he untied the bow and lifted the lid.There was no protective amulet. No wolf-tooth jewelry.Inside the box lay a few thin sheets of magical contract paper.The top line, written in blood-red ink, stung his eyes:[MATE BOND SEVERANCE AGREEMENT]At the signature line for the female, my name was written neatly and resolutely. The date was from two weeks ago."No... impossible..."Ethan tore the agreement to shreds. His eyes instantly turned the crimson red of a shifted beast. He looked like a wolf gone mad. "I won't sever the bond! Ivy, come out! Stop hiding! This joke isn't funny!"He rushed into the study and accessed the pack's surveillance system.On the screen, footage from a few hours ago played back