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I was the plus-size wolf no one wanted. The one they mocked while they praised my gorgeous sister. The one who stood in the shadows of the Alpha King’s court and pretended the laughter didn’t hurt anymore. Then the Moon Goddess bound me to Patrick Silversson — the Alpha Prince. Handsome. Powerful. Worshipped by everyone. He looked at me… and rejected me in front of the entire pack. “I reject you, fatass.” The words shattered the mate bond and every last piece of dignity I had left. Laughter followed. Pity followed. My sister’s smirk followed. I thought that was the end of me. But rejection has a strange way of waking something dangerous. A young Alpha transferred to our pack not long after. He was kind. He saw past my size. He saw talent I didn’t even know I still had. When he offered me a place in his pack, I packed my bags without looking back. I was ready to leave forever. Until Patrick showed up, grabbed my arm and growled the words I never expected to hear again. “My mate isn’t going anywhere.” Too late, Prince. You already threw me away. Now you’ll have to fight to keep me

Five years ago, Seraphina's world shattered when her fated mate the ruthless Alpha King, Killian Blackthorne publicly rejected her before the entire pack. Humiliated and exiled to the deadly Rogue Lands, she was left to die. But Seraphina survived. Alone, pregnant, and heartbroken, she built a new life as a skilled healer, determined never to depend on the man who destroyed her. Now, her greatest treasure is slipping away. Her four-year-old son, Leo, is dying from a rare magical disease, and the only cure is the blood of his biological father. Desperate to save her child, Seraphina returns to the last place she ever wanted to see again—the Alpha King's palace. Disguising her scent and concealing her identity beneath a healer's cloak, she enters enemy territory with one goal: save her son and leave before anyone discovers the truth. But the moment she crosses into Killian's territory, the shattered remnants of their fated bond ignite once more. Haunted by the woman he rejected and unable to resist the mysterious healer who stirs memories he thought were buried, Killian becomes obsessed with uncovering her identity. As old wounds reopen and dangerous secrets threaten to surface, Seraphina finds herself trapped in a deadly game of deception. Because if Killian discovers that the fierce little boy hidden within his palace walls is his son, he won't just demand the truth. He'll claim them both. And this time, the Alpha King won't let them go.

"I’m not angry," he said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "I’m focused." "On what?" He walked toward her, and for the first time, Giovanni felt her wolf howl in warning. She backed up until her heels hit the edge of the massive bed. "On the reason you’re here," he said. He reached out, his hand wrapping around her throat—not to choke her, but to force her to look at him. "Do you have any idea what you’re worth to me, Giovanni?" "I... I love you, Russell. I’ll be the best Luna I can—" "I don't need a Luna," he interrupted, his face inches from hers. His breath smelled of expensive bourbon. "I need an heir. A strong, Alpha-blooded heir to secure my legacy against my brother and the council." "And we’ll have one," she whispered, her eyes filling with tears of relief. "We’ll have a family." Russell let out a dark, chilling chuckle. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers, but there was no heat, only ice. "You don't get it, do you? You’re not a queen, Giovanni. You’re a vessel. And tonight, I’m going to fill you." He shoved her back onto the bed, his weight following her down instantly. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand, his eyes flashing that terrifying, predatory gold. "Wait," she gasped, her heart hammering against her ribs. "Russell, please, let’s just slow down..."

Narsha's mate of 7 years, Ethan, brings home a heavily pregnant woman. He said the woman bears his child and that she should help his mistress raising their baby. Narsha had enough of that shitty life, but weirdly, her mate refused to let her go, so she ran away. However, misery is always around the corner, waiting to wrap its hands around her neck. She escapes from the mad wolf’s cage only to enter a starving one. “Please, let me go—” “Shh, Kitty. Let's try and see if you can make me hot, and then I will listen to your plea,"