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SEQUEL TO TWO ALPHAS AND A LIE... His eyes sent shivers rushing through me as I tried to process what was going on. "Did you just say..." I stammered as my heart began to pound painfully in my chest. "To forget that I found you?" How could he stand there and say that with such a straight face? Wasn't he feeling the same way that I did? That all consuming want to be near and the flutter of butterflies just from our being near? "I have no intentions on ever accepting a mate." He said slowly, his eyes growing darker. "Especially a lycan one." His words felt like knives piercing into my heart. He was rejecting me. He was really standing here rejecting me and not even giving me a chance. "Why?" I asked slumping to the ground. "Because mates and love are fucking ridiculous." He hissed. I couldn't move, couldn't breath as he turned and began to move. He was leaving and I didn't have the strength to call for him or chase after him. I watched from my place on the ground as he continued to move further and further away. My mind was reeling and my breathing was becoming difficult. How was it even possible that I had managed to find my mate after all the chaos and the person that was destined for me was the one that I absolutely couldn’t touch? Feeling tears beginning to prick at my eyes, I laid down against the cold dirt. Never in my life did I think I would cry due to emotion, but fuck I was in pain.

It's already passed 10pm when she walk along the narrow street to go home from somewhere. While she's walking on the side walk, she suddenly passed on a strange nearby abandoned building near the rainforest not too far from where she is. She stopped from walking when she notice that there was something different on the sky, she didn't know if she was just hallucinating or she just saw a light from it. But in a moment of realization, there was really a light on the sky that opened which she can't bear to stare. It's so painful in the eyes and it's really glamorous. A moment later, the light was vanished and there was a faint cry. The cry bacame louder until she notice that it was a voice of a man. A man who obviously suffering from the most painful thing. She composed herself from what she just saw earlier as she started to walk slowly to the direction where she heard the cry. Her legs brought her at the back of the abandoned building when she heard a heavy breathing behind the big tree as her heart begin to pound. "Is anybody here?" She said as she walk closer to the big tree, when she felt something who passed through her. She didn't recognize if what was it because it was too fast. When she reach the big narra tree, she took a peek on it that made her heart pound more. There was nothing behind the big tree but a blood on the ground with a soaked silky gray beautiful feathers.

After the big downfall of The Cervantes Group Of Companies, Daniella Vianna ‘Davina’ Cervantes was forced to marry the richest bachelor in Asia, the ruthless Roscoe Davidson. Walang choice si Davina kundi sundin ang utos ng magulang niya. Kahit na ayaw niyang ipakasal— hindi lang ipakasal, kundi’y binenta siya ng sariling magulang para masalba ang kanilang kompanya. Kapatid niya dapat ang ipapakasal kay Roscoe, ngunit dahil mahal ng magulang niya ang nakakatandang kapatid at ayaw nitong masaktan ang kapatid sa kamay ng isang Roscoe Davidson. The ruthless and heartless billionaire that no woman can tame. Siya ang pinakasal sa binata. She wanted to cry during her wedding day because she knew her life would become more miserable with Roscoe. Ngunit hindi. Dahil sa araw ng kasal nila’y hindi niya aakalain na si Roscoe Davidson ay ang lalaking hindi niya makalimutan. Hindi siya makapaniwala. Magulo ang utak at puso ni Davina sa muling pagkikita nila ng lalaking minsan na niyang minahal, ngunit nasira lang. Pero ito siya ngayon, ikakasal na dito. Gusto ba nitong maghiganti sa kanya dahil sa pang-iiwan niya sa binata noon? Lalo na’t sobrang yaman na ito ngayon? Mas lalo siyang natakot lalo na sa mga binitawang salita nito nang makasal na sila. “Finally… you’re mine again, Davina.”

Draven’s massive body slammed me against the cold stone wall, his iron grip pinning my wrists high above my head as his rough hand closed around my throat, squeezing just enough to steal my breath. “You’re mine tonight, little one,” he growled, his voice a dark rumble that sent shivers racing down my spine, his eyes devouring me with possessive hunger. I whimpered helplessly, my knees buckling beneath the weight of his dominance, my body already aching for whatever he’d give me. “Yes, please,” I begged, my voice trembling as I arched desperately into him, feeling the thin fabric of my dress rip under his impatient hands, baring me completely to his merciless gaze. His thick fingers plunged between my thighs without warning, claiming my dripping heat in one brutal thrust that made me cry out. He drove deeper, his teeth scraping my neck as he snarled. “Scream for me.” ******** Five years of betrayal and pain, Allene thought she was a powerless omega, a wife discarded by the man she loved. But the moment her wolf awakened, everything changed. Fierce, unstoppable and burning with vengeance, she seduces, dominates and challenges the men who dared to underestimate her—Leonard, the arrogant mate who humiliated her, and Draven, Leonard's Uncle, the rogue alpha whose touch ignites a fire she never expected. When her ex mate comes for her, who gets to be her chosen one?

Giselle Shaw, the intern, has sent a five-dollar bonus to the company's group chat that has 500 members in it. I get crowned as the luckiest person for being able to claim 20 cents from the bonus. So, Giselle tags me in the group chat immediately. "Hey Rebecca! Since you're the luckiest person in the group chat, why don't you send a bonus here? There are 500 people in this group chat altogether, so you can just send 5,000 dollars here. "5,000 dollars isn't much for you, right? It so happens to be the bonus you've received from Mr. Gallagher because of the project you've secured. You can send us the bonus so that we can get some good luck from you!" The moment I refuse, Giselle begins playing the pity card in the group chat by claiming that she can't reap good luck for everyone in the company. My boyfriend, Vincent Gallagher, rushes into my office and starts berating me angrily. "Rebecca Campbell, just how stingy are you to not want to send a five-thousand-dollar bonus to the group chat despite being a higher-up in this company? You even made a young woman cry! Is this how you do things? "You'd better send a 50-thousand-dollar bonus to the group chat right now and write a five-thousand-word apology letter by hand! I want you to sincerely apologize to Giselle as well! Otherwise, I'll break up with you! You can forget about retaining your position in this company, too!"

The ocean is quiet, the smell of the fresh air and the coldness of the wind that makes my heart float from mid-air. The sound of the waves that is splashing on the shore, the warm water from the ocean that gently touched my toes. I stared at the sky to prevent the tears from crawling down to my lashes. " I'm ready Dilan" " phew" I released a heavy sigh " this is it" I stood up and walked slowly near the shore. " hey stop!! Stop" I heard someone shouted, but I don't care at all, right now all I need is to remove all the pain that I am feeling right now, I need to end this suffering, I need to follow him I loved him. " Hey what do you think you are doing, " the man wearing a black polo shirt said as he pulled me back to the shore " I... I want to end this," I said as I cry like a baby " Hey mung, don't do that.. think of your family, friends," he said I don't even know this person and why the heck is he invading my life I stared at him and I was shocked when I saw his face, am I dreaming? Is this real? What the hell? There are things that science can't explain. Is this a blessing from up above? Or did Dilan gave me this man because he knows that I will be lonely without him? I find something interesting, Dilan gave me something to treasure, to love and to trust.

At the annual company raffle, I had barely stepped onto the stage when my supervisor, Lily Smith, pressed a crumpled slip of paper into my palm. "A special reward for our top salesperson," she chirped. "Go ahead, open it. Let everyone see." Under the eager gaze of the crowd, I unfolded the note. Written in messy handwriting were the words: Clean the company toilets for three days. The room erupted in laughter. Lily folded her arms, cocked her head, and smirked at me. "Nice, right?" she said. "Everyone knows those sales of yours came from sleeping with old men. Dirty money. To keep things fair, the others get a break, and you pick up a little extra work. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" The laughter surged again, nearly lifting the roof. From the side of the room, my boyfriend, Seth Hoffman, the company's CEO, watched everything unfold. As usual, he said nothing in my defense. They all thought I would fall apart, cry, or make a scene. Instead, I simply gave a calm nod. The very next day, the company was hit with over three hundred property cancellations. Its cash flow collapsed overnight. That was when Lily and Seth rushed to me, demanding I go plead with the buyers. I smiled and said, "No thanks. I wouldn't want to help the company recover and end up with strong numbers again. That might make everyone even more uncomfortable."

In the Santoro family, there was one rule: the heir marries a daughter from another powerful Family. But Alessio Santoro was crazy. He wanted to marry me, a nobody from a flower shop. He knelt in the family chapel for ten days straight. He even took a bullet fired by his own father, the Don. All just to walk away from his title and run away with me. I held him, crying, begging him to stop. He just smiled and kissed my eyes, wiping my tears. "Don't cry, Thea. As long as I can marry you, it's all worth it." In the end, the Santoros relented. But they had one condition: Alessio would still produce the next heir. Just not with me. He had to have a son with Aurelia Rossi. So I endured. I endured listening to them through the wall, night after agonizing night. I endured the smell of her perfume on his skin, the sight of her marks on his neck every time he kissed me. A year later, Aurelia got pregnant. It was a girl. Alessio begged me, his eyes red. "Just a little longer, Thea." So I waited another year. Finally, news came. Aurelia was pregnant with a boy. I thought we could finally leave, finally be free. But then disaster struck. Aurelia’s daughter had a sudden, violent allergic reaction. Everyone blamed me. They threw me in the cellar and left me to die. And Alessio? He believed them. This time, I was the one who gave up. I walked away from everything.

My boyfriend of five—Evan Callister, suddenly proposed to me. Everyone flooded me with congratulations. I felt happy too, quickly started planning our wedding. Then I overheard him talking with his gang friends. Apparently, I wasn’t his only option. Just one of five women he’d been seriously considering for marriage. A lineup that included his childhood sweetheart, a few of his long-time bed warmers, and some well-connected heiresses whose families could do wonders for his. “I didn’t imagine that you actually gonna marry Liora at the end, I thought Viola’s still the one you love.” And then Evan, “Liora’s father died. If I marry her, I could have all of her money and the casino. She cannot do a thing about it. She only has me as her family now.” “And what if Viola hears about your wedding and freaks?” his friend teased. Evan chuckled. “I told her that I will make Liora conveniently die after the wedding. Then her and I can get marry instead.” My heart iced over. But I didn’t cry or confront or even blink. Instead, I made the call to the man my father had always wanted me to marry — the one of noble status, the one everyone admired, the one I’d avoided. And just said one thing, “My wedding is three days from now. Come and elope with me.”

"I welcome the bride and groom onto the stage!" A pastor said on the mic when the guest and the family members started clapping their hands while welcoming our beautiful couples. Julian grabbed Merry's wrist when she shared a look with him with a smile on his lips. Both of the couples are the center of attention in the hallway—they start walking on the stage while waving their hands at guests. Merry looked at her family members. The family members are smiling at her, but there is a mask behind those smiling faces. They are the monsters in the human-form, she knew very well. "Smile as you can because now the bad time has started for all of you—you people will cry day and night. "I am going to take everything from you guys!" Merry YELLED IN MIND while passing a fake smile to her members. Merry's parents have been separated by her own family. She has been far from her father for decades and missed the love. Merry came to take revenge on her family. "Now, the bride and groom can kiss each other!" The pastor said this after completing the rituals. Merry turned to Julian while biting her lips to kiss him. She was so shy, but Julian stepped close and didn't hesitate to kiss her on the lips. Her eyes widened as soon as his lips touched hers—his lips were so warm, and her body shivered to the spine, making her eyes close in response. This story is not just about revenge but also about a beautiful love story.