Lycan Face-Slapping Web Novels & Stories

I was the wolfless maid everyone loved to humiliate. I never expected my employer’s future Alpha fiancé to pin me against a wardrobe, his teeth grazing the back of my neck as his wolf fought to mark me. “Dorian…” His name escaped my lips before I could stop it. Five years ago, he had rejected me. He had made it clear I was never good enough to be his mate. I thought we were over. So why was the Alpha who threw me away now acting like he still owned me? Then the little boy I was raising appeared at the door. And my employer was right outside. If she discovered who I really was to her future husband, I could lose the only job keeping the little boy alive. But Dorian had already seen the child. And the look in his eyes told me he had drawn the wrong conclusion：“When did you have another man’s child?”

Vesper lived as the abused servant of the Ironfang Pack until she caught her fated mate, Alaric, scheming with her sister to sacrifice her. Drained and thrown into the Forbidden Chasm, her blood awakened King Ronan, a terrifying Lycan warlord who bound his soul to hers. After being crowned, then betrayed and exiled by Queen Regent Maeve, Vesper discovered she is actually Maeve's secret, legitimate heir. Armed with a rogue army, Vesper wheels a black coffin into Alaric's royal wedding. Will she rise in her black dress to reclaim her crown, or walk into a deadly trap?

I woke up on the cold floor of a crowded room, just in time to hear the most desirable Alpha alive reject me. Minutes earlier, I had been murdered by my husband and his pregnant mistress. Now I was Lena Steele, the wolf-less daughter of an Alpha, called a whore in front of a hundred werewolves. Kael Wolven, Lycan King of the Bloodmoon Pack, did not even look sorry. He had been promised to me before I was born, and he rejected me before I could say a word. I expected to be thrown out. Instead, he decided to keep me as his punishment, his shield, and a wife he would never have to love. I don't know who set me up, and something deep inside this body has started to wake. And the king who swore he would never be touched just forgot to pull his hand away.