Drama Werewolf Web Novels & CEO Face-Slapping Stories

Wren Sinclair gave the Ashworth Pack five years of loyalty, love, and quiet endurance — and it still wasn't enough. The moment she finally becomes pregnant, her husband returns from war with another woman carrying his child, and the pack she sacrificed everything for turns on her without hesitation. Betrayed, humiliated, and abandoned at her lowest moment, she disappears into the night carrying a secret no one will ever get the chance to take from her. Six years later, she isn't Wren anymore. She's Vera Ashford — cold, brilliant, and untouchable, the CEO of an empire that spans both human and werewolf worlds. She has buried her old life so deep that even her own reflection barely remembers it. But when her daughter's rare illness pulls her back into contact with the pack she fled, and into an elevator with the one man she swore she'd never face again, the past she thought she'd outrun is standing right in front of her — and it doesn't recognize her yet. He's spent six years searching for a ghost. She's spent six years becoming someone he'll have to fall for twice before he ever learns her name.

" me." The words slipped out of her , past her lips, before she could do anything about it. Lancelot's eyes widened. He saw a golden ring form around Ziko's eyes; that was not a good sign. "What did you say?" She took one step towards him, slowly closing the gap between them. He wished she'll stop, still he wished she wouldn't. She didn't say anything, she just continued to walk towards him. Did she really know what she was getting herself into? Lancelot thought to control himself. He wasn't going to lose himself to her, he would have a shower and the bulging in his pants would reduce. Roxanne planted herself in front of Lancelot, she could feel his eyes burn through her skin. She wanted him now, and despite the indifferent look he tried to put up, the growth in his pants said otherwise; he wanted her too. "I said..." She placed a hand on his cheek. Lancelot's eyes fell to her lips and lingered there, so he saw them form the next words that came out of her mouth. " me." Ziko growled within him. He saw her bite her lower lip faintly, right before he lost every ounce of self control. ' it' He hissed. With one grip, he pulled her to himself and crashed his lips on hers.

"You’re worth five million dollars, Vespera. Don't make me regret not selling you to the labs." My father didn't look at me like a daughter. He looked at me like a bad investment. As a 'Dud' born into a Royal Shifter line, I was a freak, a wolf-less servant who scrubbed the floors of the packhouse while my sister prepared to lead. But when my grandmother’s heart started failing and the hospital threatened to dump her on the street, I ran out of options. I signed the paper. Ninety-nine days. One child. No names. No light. The man who bought me lives in a fortress of concrete and silence. He is a billionaire who never shows his face, a shadow that only comes to me in the dead of night. They say he’s a monster. They say he’s deformed. But when Killian finally touches me in the dark, his skin doesn't feel like a monster's. It feels like a furnace—a scorching, electric heat that makes my dormant blood scream for the first time in nineteen years. The truth is much worse than the rumors. Killian is the Lycan King—the same God my former pack kneels to every Sunday. He doesn't want an heir. He’s dying from a feral rot that’s eating his mind, and my 'useless' human blood is the only thing that stops the screaming in his head. My parents think they sold a broken girl to pay a debt. My ex-mate, Alpha Jax, thinks he rejected a nobody. But as the life inside me begins to howl, I realized that I’m not a Dud. I’m a Moon-Healer. And King Killian isn't going to let his medicine walk away when the ninety-nine days are up.

Elira gave five years of devotion to a pack that only ever saw what she couldn't give it. Wolf-less. Barren. Not enough. When her husband returns from war with another woman's child growing in her belly, Elira's own secret — a pregnancy she'd hoped would finally secure her place — is dismissed as a lie born of jealousy. Betrayed, imprisoned in her own home, and abandoned by guards who no longer see her as their Luna, Elira does the only thing left to her: she disappears. Five years later, she is no longer the fragile Omega anyone remembers. Her wolf has awakened. Her name has changed. And the trading empire she built from nothing now holds more power than the pack that once discarded her. She wants nothing to do with her past — until a chance encounter in an elevator brings her face to face with the man she never stopped loving, and who has spent five years searching for a wife he doesn't realize is standing right in front of him. As old feelings resurface and new dangers close in around the daughter she's protected at any cost, Elira must decide how much of her hard-won freedom she's willing to risk for a second chance neither of them asked for — and whether the man she once loved deserves to know the truth before it's too late.