นิยายเว็บแนว Werewolf Werewolf และเรื่องราว Intelligent ในฉาก Weak to Strong

He put his mouth on my throat in front of four hundred people, and nothing happened. A mate’s mark only takes on a true name. Nineteen weeks earlier my father put me in my sister’s clothes, poured her scent over my skin, handed me nineteen doses of the medicine I’ve taken every week since I was four years old, and told his own pack that I had drowned. He never told me what was in the jars. I never asked. I was grateful — nobody else in that house had ever given me anything. So I walked into Ashvale wearing a dead girl’s name, and Alpha Marek Thorne leaned in to scent the bride he’d paid a territory for, and found nothing there at all. Now the whole hall has watched the bond refuse me. Substituting an alliance bride isn’t an insult. It’s fraud against the pack, and the penalty is my life and my father’s land. So my Alpha stands up in front of all four hundred of them, and rejects me. He isn’t permitted to tell me why he did it. Neither is the old woman standing three feet away, who has known what I am since the day I arrived.

Amber Cole experiences the highest betrayal on her mating ceremony day. Her mate rejected her for her little sister and she was forced to watch him mate her. Nobody wants a fat queen, she hears. She had sacrificed her war privileges to be his submissive queen, guess that doesn’t count. She joins an omega on his adventures around the world. Is he just an omega? And will she find love and herself again?

Seven years ago, Ruby Bell woke from a coma to learn her mate had abandoned her, her daughter was dead, and the Blackwood family had stolen everything she loved. She buried Ruby Bell and became Jane Campbell—an untouchable investor with a permanent seat on the Blackwood board. Her plan is simple: destroy the empire built on her parents’ blood and the land where her mate once promised to protect her. But the day she walks into their boardroom, an anonymous letter shatters seven years of carefully constructed lies: “Your daughter is alive.” Now Jane must uncover the truth, find the daughter she thought she lost, and stay close to the very family she swore to destroy. But Dominic Blackwood—the mate who abandoned her—doesn't recognize the woman sitting across the table. She recognizes him. And if he discovers who she really is, the mate bond she thought was dead may become her greatest threat—because this time, she will make sure he never forgets the woman he left to die.

Lyra Vale has always been the wolf her pack never wanted. Born into Ashen Moon Pack, she is mocked for remaining wolfless long after others have shifted. When her wolf finally awakens, Lyra hopes her life will change. Instead, Alpha Garrick casts her out, leaving her with nowhere to go. Forced into enemy territory, she meets Kael Draven, the feared Alpha of Nightfang Pack. Their packs have been enemies for years, and Lyra has been taught never to trust his kind. Then she discovers the truth: Kael is her fated mate. But Kael has promised to marry a neighbouring Alpha’s daughter to secure a political alliance. Choosing Lyra could threaten his pack’s safety. Believing duty must come first, he publicly rejects her. Lyra refuses to beg for the love of a man who has chosen duty over her. She tries to build a life beyond the pack that abandoned her, but peace is short-lived. Mysterious attacks strike border settlements, and both packs prepare for war. Lyra notices details others overlook and suspects someone inside Nightfang is manipulating the conflict. Her questions make her a target—and force her to work with Kael, the man who broke her heart. As evidence emerges, Kael must face the cost of his decision. The mate bond draws them together, but it cannot erase his rejection or make Lyra trust him again. She must decide whether helping him can stop a war without sacrificing her independence. With two packs on the brink of destruction, Lyra may be the key to exposing the real enemy. But she will not be anyone’s possession, not even her fated mate’s. Can Kael earn a second chance, and can Lyra choose a love that respects her freedom before their enemies tear both packs apart?

She gave him five years, her title, and everything she owned. He gave her a lash of the whip for every year and sold her like cattle to the highest bidder. Elena was once the most envied Luna in the pack, until a childless marriage turned her into a laughingstock, her husband into a stranger, and her home into a cage. Betrayed, shorn, chained, and auctioned off by the man who had sworn to protect her forever, she has nothing left. Not her name. Not her pride. Not even her tears. Then, a stranger dressed in black outbids everyone else for her—and she learns that she is not dirt. She is the chosen mate of the most powerful Lycan king. "I won't strike you," he told her, kneeling in the dirt so she wouldn't have to look up at him. "Come with me, and I will protect you." But Isaac Hazelgrey isn't offering her salvation. He is offering her war. "If you are ready," he warns her, "I won't take your revenge for you. I will simply stand behind you while you claim it for yourself."

They gave me to the Lycan King as payment for a crime I never committed. He marked me the first night. Not out of love. Out of ownership. "You will crawl in my palace. You will bleed for what your family did to mine." I was wolfless. Chubby. Scarred. Nobody. And he made sure I knew it every single day. But every time danger found me, his arms found me first. "Why do you keep saving me if you hate me so much?" His golden eyes burned into mine, jaw tight, voice rough. "I do not know. And that is what terrifies me." She was beautiful, powerful, and determined to destroy me. She whispered lies into his ears and painted me as the villain of a story I never wrote. He believed every word. Until the truth ripped through his world like wildfire. "I punished the wrong girl." His voice broke for the first time. "I tortured the one person who was innocent." "You broke me, Xavier." "Then let me spend the rest of my life putting you back together." He was my enemy. My tormentor. My mate. And now he was on his knees, begging for a forgiveness he did not deserve.