Semua Bab He Betrayed Me, So I Became the Rogue King's Mate: Bab 1 - Bab 10

“I’ll marry you and become your Rogue Luna.”Alpha David seemed completely taken aback that I would agree to such an absurd condition.he stood there, frozen like a statue, his jaw slack, his expression a mix of disbelief and confusion.“You… you, you—are you serious?” he finally stammered, his eyes wide as if he’d just seen a ghost. "Three days from now, I’ll come to marry you. No backing out." I shrugged with a smirk. “Yes，I said it, Never take-backs.”The poor guy practically tripped over his own feet as he scrambled down the wall, clearly terrified I might change my mind. Just as he reached the ground, he stumbled and almost faceplanted.I laughed, the sound light and genuine. For someone with the reputation of being a rogue Alpha to the core, David was unexpectedly... charming in an awkward kind of way. Not the arrogant brute the rumors painted him to be.My amusement was cut short when a voice interrupted my thoughts, sliding into my mind through the pack link.“Gamma,” came the

Back then, she was just the illegitimate daughter of the Barlow family, a stray among nobles, tolerated but never truly accepted.At a grand banquet, her sister, Miss Fiona, treated her like a mere servant. When she accidentally spilled wine on Fiona’s silk gown, the entire hall fell silent. A hush of anticipation rippled through the crowd as Fiona, ever the perfect lady in public, cracked her fan shut with an audible snap and delivered a sharp slap across Sandra’s cheek."Know your place," Fiona hissed. "Kneel."Sandra hesitated, her hands trembling. No one moved to help her. No one ever did.That was when Alpha Kevin stepped forward.His golden eyes flashed with barely restrained fury as he caught Fiona’s wrist mid-swing. "Enough," he said, his voice dangerously low. "She’s still your sister."The crowd gasped. Fiona’s face burned with anger, but she swallowed it down, retreating with forced grace.From then on, Kevin became Sandra’s silent protector. He offered her food before anyo

I didn’t look back even once.The moment he registered his marriage with Sandra, it was over between us.The wedding convoy drove for over an hour before arriving at the rogue den’s mansion. Alpha David took my hand as we prepared to enter.Just then, the sharp screech of tires skidding against asphalt rang out behind us, slicing through the cool evening air. "Diana!" A familiar voice roared, and my stomach dropped. Alpha Kevin had somehow tracked us down. Alpha David patted me reassuringly. "Go inside. I’ll handle him."I hesitated for a second before decisively stepping into Alpha David’s mansion.Fifteen minutes later, David strode into the grand hall. His shirt was slightly rumpled, the top button undone, but otherwise, he looked completely unscathed. Of course, this was David’s territory. Kevin would have been a fool to think he could pull anything here. "Handled," he said simply, offering a quick smile before we turned back to the waiting guests. The ceremony proceeded

"Diana, please, I beg you, give Kevin back to me!"Sandra’s wail shattered the lively hum of conversation, her voice raw with desperation. Every head in the gathering turned toward us, curious eyes locking on the spectacle unfolding.I blinked down at her. She was on her knees, tears streaming down her face, her sobs punctuated by hiccups."I can’t live without him," she cried, clutching at the hem of my dress .I frowned, already feeling a headache coming on. "Stand up first."Sandra shook her head violently, her tear-filled eyes pleading. "No, I won’t get up unless you agree!"The gathered wolves murmured amongst themselves, intrigued by the unfolding drama. I could hear snippets of their whispers—Did you hear? Alpha Kevin wants a divorce because of her! Poor Sandra. Imagine groveling like this.Taking a deep breath, I tried to keep my voice level. "Sandra, whatever happened between me and Alpha Kevin is long over. What happens in your marriage has nothing to do with me.""But he has

I didn’t return to disturb Alpha David. Instead, I went back to the rogue lair’s villa, my heart still pounding from everything I had overheard at the Seductress Club. My wolf was unusually quiet, as if processing it all alongside me. As soon as I stepped into the study, I froze. The walls—every inch of them—were covered in portraits of me. Sketches. Oil paintings. Watercolors. Some detailed, some rushed, all of them unmistakably me. Different ages, different expressions—my laughter, my scowls, even the rare moments when I thought no one was watching. And the dates… Some of these were from years ago. My breath hitched. My fingers traced one of the paintings—a delicate piece where I was caught mid-smile, as if David had frozen time itself just to keep the moment alive. I swallowed hard. Each stroke, each detail, each shade of color—this was love. Love so deep, so raw, that it had been poured out onto canvas over the years without me ever realizing it. A lump formed i