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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.

My CEO wife, Vivian Lynch, suffers from chronic insomnia and can only fall asleep with the pillow mists I make. At our seventh wedding anniversary dinner, her male best friend, Earl Cain, pours a basin of hot water onto the old cypress tree in the backyard. I rush to save the tree in tears. Earl gets on his knees and apologizes, "I'm sorry, Allen. I did not know that you use this tree's leaves to make the pillow mists." Vivian comforts him gently and orders her men to tie me to the trunk of the tree. She says with a scoff, "If this tree is so precious, then you can spend your life guarding it!" After I hurt my hands from this ordeal, the first thing I do is to demand a divorce. On one night a month later, Vivian, who is unable to sleep, goes to the backyard and sees the withered old cypress tree there.

Cast Aside for a Widow, I Was Actually a Lost Heiress For three years, I ran Kaan's pack in the shadows while he took all the credit. I gave up my pride, my body, and my dignity — all for a husband who chose his dead brother's widow over me, again and again. I even got pregnant, carrying his child. But in the end, it meant nothing special to him. "You're only on that throne because I put you there," he told me. "Without me, you'd still be nothing." So I signed the papers. What Kaan doesn't know is that the wolfless orphan he humiliated was never an orphan at all. My brother has finally found me — and he didn't come alone. He came with an army, a bloodline older than Kaan's entire pack, and a warning for anyone who ever hurt his sister. Now that I'm someone else's discarded wife, the Alpha who once told me to be grateful is suddenly desperate to win me back. Too bad I'm done waiting for a man who only sees my worth when someone else wants it.

I devoted all of myself to Dylan Wolfheart: my heart, my trust, and my future as his Luna. I thought he was my everything, my childhood friend, my soulmate, and my fiancé until I found him between the legs of another woman on the eve of our wedding. Professing sacred words that were meant only for me, “I am yours, and you are mine.” There is no going back now. Dylan has shattered every piece of our love, dishonored our bond. The wedding be damned, I’m leaving. Dear Alpha, I quit! To rebuild her life, Irene Ashclaw ran to New York, determined to chase her passion as an interior designer, far away from her Pack where she’s not loved. But her fresh start spirals into chaos the moment she discovers that her new boss is none other than Theodore Sterling—the cold, ruthless Alpha heir, and her former academy nemesis who got expelled because of her. Theodore believes she’s a talentless fraud, and Irene is determined to prove him wrong. Forced into a one-month contract with her arch-rival who despises her as much as he secretly hungers for her, Irene finds herself caught between the ex she left behind and her boss she can’t seem to resist. They say some enemies make the best lovers.

"Are you absolutely certain you want to purchase this Bond Severance Potion? Once consumed, it will gradually dissolve your mate bond over fifteen days. After that, the connection will be permanently broken. There's no reversing it, no room for regret." I nodded without hesitation. "Your name?" she asked, preparing to record the sale. "Sierra McKnight." The witch's hand froze, her eyes widening with recognition. Everyone in our country knew that Damien Blackwood, the Alpha King of the Northern Territory, had an Omega mate he'd cherished and pursued for years before their wolves finally bonded. Her name was Sierra McKnight. Without hesitation, I drank the Bond Severance Potion in one swift motion. Opening my phone, I booked a one-way ticket to Europe departing in exactly fifteen days. This time, Alexander would never find me anymore.