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"You are kidding, right?" A peal of hysteric laughter escaped my throat as Alpha Blaze, my brother, told me that I was about to become some old man's wife. How could he do this to me?! I was eighteen and I had yet to find my mate! My own pack wanted to sell me to Alpha Kestrel, and they even dared tell me that sacrificing myself was my duty?! Knowing that my so-called fiancé was fixated on girls' purity, I came up with a sneaky plan to lose my virginity at any cost… The problem was that the male part of my pack consisted of chauvinistic, primitive screwheads; the mere thought of allowing any of them to touch me was making me sick. I almost lost all hope, but then at my bachelorette party… "Oh. My. Goddess..." I felt as if I had met the sexiest man alive. Moreover, he found me attractive! I spent the most beautiful night of my life with him... but that was when my true nightmare began. My Prince Charming disappeared, and I was severely punished for my deed. Five years later, I found out that the sexy stripper is the damn King of werewolves! Now not only that—he is also my mate, and he knew about it all along! I'm no longer the innocent girl he met. I've been hiding my real identity, but I'm planning to reveal it when the right time comes. When it does, I, Aria Seymour, am going to take vengeance on the Alpha King. Werewolf Kingdom Stories - Book One Werewolf Kingdom Stories in order: 1. How to reject the Alpha King - completed 2. I loved this Beta too much - ongoing

“The surgery starts in thirty minutes. Your heart matches Hazel perfectly - don’t be late.” For three agonizing years, Penelope played the quiet, obedient Omega in the Blue-Claw Pack, scrubbing floors like a servant while her billionaire husband, Julian, threw money at her to buy her absolute silence. She took the brutal degradation out of love for her fated mate , hiding a secret: she is actually the hidden Crown Princess of the Lycan King, possessing a latent genetic power capable of forcing ordinary Alphas to their knees. But when Julian demands she surrender her physical heart to save his scheming mistress, the invisible tether breaks. Penelope signs the ancient dissolution scroll , severing the fated bond with silver fire , and walks out into the freezing night - igniting an impending war between her royal lineage and the pack that dared to treat a queen like property. Bound by a cruel fated bond , Penelope became a broken shadow in a household that despised her, trading her royal crown for the soot and heavy labor of a low-ranking maid. She endured the icy, indifferent commands of Julian , the ruthless Alpha heir. While he spent his evenings enveloped in the desperate, manipulative pheromones of another woman , Penelope suppressed her own sovereign Lycan spirit , letting her hands bleed in silence just to ease the burden. Julian treated their marriage like a business contract , unaware that his "helpless Omega" bride was merely a substitute identity designed to escape the suffocating duties of the royal palace. The catch? While the Blue-Claw Pack attempted to freeze her bank accounts and strip her of every coin to force her submission , Penelope had never spent a single credit point of Julian’s wealth - her true financial and sovereign power remained completely locked behind the impenetrable borders of the Rogue King's domain.

She loved him when he had nothing to lose. He discarded her when he had everything to protect. Married young to a ruthless billionaire, Elara Hayes believed love could survive power. Instead, she learned that in his world, silence is punishment, reputation is everything, and wives are disposable. When betrayal shatters their marriage, Elara signs the divorce papers and disappears carrying a secret that will cost him everything. Years later, fate drags her back into his orbit through a business deal neither of them can escape. Now powerful, untouchable, and emotionally distant, she is no longer the woman who begged him to listen. He wants redemption but she wants revenge. But when the truth of her disappearance surfaces, the billionaire who once erased her must face the one thing money cannot fix: his own emotional ruin. Some men lose love. Others lose power. He is about to lose both

I was three months pregnant when our enemies ambushed me on a private drive in Manhattan’s East Side. A bullet punched through the window. Glass buried itself in my shoulder. With the last bit of strength I had, I hit the Moretti family’s encrypted distress signal and called my husband, Adrian Moretti, for help. He didn’t come. Later, I found out he had pulled the Moretti family’s best trauma surgeon and security detail away that night to stay with his old flame, Evelyn Langdon. She had just lost her husband. She was carrying his child. She said a nightmare had left her gasping for air. I lost our baby in the emergency room. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was Evelyn’s new post. [Some people don’t need to ask. He’ll still drop everything and come running. Thank you, A. You always know what I need most.] In the photo, Adrian was kneeling by her bed, fastening the ruby necklace around her throat. The same necklace he had promised me for our tenth anniversary. I didn’t cry. I didn’t make a scene. I called Professor Clark. “Professor, I’ll take the classified seat at the Artemis Northern Institute. Start the Black Ice Protocol. Wipe my public identity as soon as possible.”

After failing my mission, I was about to be erased by the system—completely wiped from this world. In the final twenty-four hours before my deletion, I agreed to donate a kidney to my younger sister. My husband, overjoyed, held me tightly and said he would not divorce me anymore. When my sister stole my design draft, I voluntarily admitted I was the plagiarist. My parents nodded in satisfaction, saying I had finally become sensible. At last, I became the good wife and good daughter they had always wanted. But later, when they saw my corpse, they all lost their minds.

My fated mate, Alpha Ethan, chose another woman over me. Not once. Not twice. But ninety-nine times. He always claimed it was for the pack. He always swore he loved me. He always promised that next time, I would be his priority. Then she showed up at his Alpha ceremony. The outsider, Oliva. In my Luna gown. My Beta saw red and told Oliva to get her ass out of our pack. Ethan abandoned me on the stage—on the night we were to be crowned together—and stormed down to shield Oliva in his arms. For the hundredth time, he ordered me to apologize for the sake of an alliance. As if she was the victim. And just like that... I was done. I drew my silver dagger and sliced it across my palm. "I, Ivana, before the Moon Goddess and the Elders, reject my mate bond with Alpha Ethan." He thought I was throwing a tantrum. He was wrong. I didn't just shatter our bond. I erased him. And that’s when he lost his mind, tossing Oliva aside and begging me to come back.