Contos de Werewolf sobre Tragic Love e Romances com Secretary e Face Slapping

I've been mated to Alpha Damon for five years. I helped him build a business empire, but he kept delaying our marking ceremony 99 times. Right before the ceremony was supposed to happen, he told me the pack’s resources were tight. He demanded I stop the expansion of the Alpha’s manor and scrapped the nursery I’d designed for our future pups. Then he turned around and bought a thirty-million-dollar penthouse for Isabella, a new omega in our pack. When Isabella and I were in a car crash at the same time, he didn't even glance my way. He ran straight to her. He wrapped her in his Alpha scent, holding her tight. Their scents mingling was like a knife to my heart. In the pack council hall, in front of all the Elders, I looked at him with ice in my eyes. "I, Elena, reject you, Damon, as my mate." Through the gut-wrenching pain of the mate bond snapping, I sent a message to the Alpha of another pack. "I rejected him. I'll be at your Crescent Moon Pack tomorrow."

I'm the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. Yet, I have to get approval from my mate's secretary for every single cent I spend. Alpha Killian noticed I hadn't submitted an expense request in three days. He probably thought I had finally learned how to be a proper Luna. So, he spoke to me through our Mind-link. "I approved the medical bills for your foster mother. From now on, if you want an allowance, just tell Serena. Stop begging for scraps. It makes you look like a joke." "I know you low-ranking wolves had it rough growing up. But you're my mate now. Drop the petty tricks." He didn't know the truth. The moment his words echoed in my head, I had just finished signing my official Rejection papers. When I leave this pack house, I can only take a few things with me. I'll take the white T-shirt and jeans I wore the day I arrived three years ago. No one would believe it. In the eyes of outsiders, the Luna had it all. Yet, after three years of being his mate, I couldn't even find a few decent outfits in my closet. All the evening gowns and jewelry were locked in a high-tech safe. Whenever I needed them, I had to request a temporary passcode from Killian's secretary, Serena. All because he thought my low-ranking bloodline and poor background meant I'd waste pack funds. Just three days ago, my foster mother's condition got much worse. I asked him for two hundred thousand dollars for an emergency surgery. But Serena purposely stalled the approval. She delayed it until my foster mother died in that cold hospital bed. Killian never knew. I only endured him for three years for one reason. He controlled the pack's medical funds. He held the money that could've given my foster mother a few more years to live. Now that she was gone, I had no reason to be his Luna anymore.

It was right before the Full Moon Gala for our seventh mating anniversary. My fated mate, Alpha Caleb, pinned me against the wall for a deep kiss. His large hands roamed my body, eyes burning with lust. He almost couldn't resist stripping me naked right then and there. Blushing, I pushed him away. "We have the Full Moon Gala to attend. How can they start without the Alpha and Luna?" He let me go reluctantly, wrapping an arm around my waist as we headed to the venue. Seeing the hickey on my neck, his Beta, Marco, smirked and asked him in the pack's obscure old Lycan tongue. "Alpha, who's hotter in bed? The Luna or your new Omega assistant?" Caleb casually handed me a pastry, then carelessly replied in the old Lycan tongue. "That Omega is so tight she drives me fucking crazy. But keep your mouths shut. If the Luna finds out, she'll leave me. Her temper is fiercer than that Omega's body." His Beta and Gamma chuckled, promising to keep their Alpha's secret. I stood right there, while my inner wolf let out a mournful whimper. Caleb had no idea. To help him run the pack better, I had pored over ancient texts and mastered their secret tongue long ago. I also knew long ago that he had an Omega mistress. But I didn't cry or throw a fit. I simply submitted an application to the Hidden Sanctuary of the Supreme Healers' Council in silence. In three days, I would do exactly what he feared. I would sever our mate bond completely and leave his territory forever.