Forgotten Wife の小説・ストーリー

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."

She gave away everything for love. Now she’s coming to take it all back. Three years ago, Mica Silvers made the ultimate sacrifice for love—she willingly handed over her Alpha powers to her mate, believing they would rule together. Instead, she watched in horror as he murdered her father and destroyed everything she held dear. Left for dead by the man she trusted with her heart and her pack, Mica was found barely alive with no memory of who she was, forced to survive as nothing more than a broken slave named Sasha. But some things can’t stay buried forever. When the dangerously powerful Alpha Damon Blackwood buys her freedom, Mica’s forgotten past comes flooding back with devastating clarity. The naive girl who gave away her birthright is gone—in her place stands a woman forged by betrayal and hungry for revenge. Now, with the most feared Alpha in North America at her side and an invitation to her former pack’s banquet in hand, Mica has one chance to reclaim everything that was stolen from her. But confronting the man who destroyed her life means risking not just her heart, but the new love she’s found with Damon. Some betrayals can never be forgiven. Some wounds never heal. And some enemies should have made sure she stayed dead.

Silver burned. Holy light seared. I screamed my brother’s name, Theron, into the communication crystal. My consciousness was fading. His cold voice finally crackled through. "What now?" I fought through the pain, my voice weak. "Theron, please… help me…" He cut me off, his voice a razor's edge. "Enough! Lilith is hosting the Blood Moon Festival. Stop causing trouble. If you’re tormenting her out of jealousy again, I’ll throw you in the sun cells myself." The line went dead. Lilith. Our manipulative little adoptive sister. Was she really more important to him than his own blood? The silver poison and searing light consumed me. I shattered. My tears turned to ash, my body right behind them. Congratulations, Theron. You're free of your annoying sister. You don't have to lock me up anymore. Because I'm already dead.

“…Poor you, you’ll never know what it feels like to litter. It's a pity that your womb is barren,” her co-mate said mockingly, cradling her own bump. “Do not challenge my stay here because I’m the reason why you’re still Luna, Ivory. I’m the source of Alpha’s happiness. You're just the ceremonial Luna!” Betrayed by her Alpha and falsely condemned by her own pack, Ivory’s life is tragically cut short. But her innocent spirit catches the moon goddess's attention. Granted a second chance, Ivory is reborn with a new identity, strength, captivating beauty, and fertility, ready to forge a new destiny. Scarred by her past, she swears off love, shielding her heart from deceitful men. But then she meets him — the formidable Alpha King, who loves her unconditionally. The king’s love challenges her resolve, and she's torn between vengeance and redemption. Will she move on with her newly found life, or will she go ahead and take revenge? How will she navigate her new peace and identity and fight the people who killed her with no mercy in her previous life? Updating schedule: daily update

It was one night in Las Vegas that changed my life. When I found out I was pregnant three weeks after my trip I had no way of finding the father. Six years later as fate would have it I walked back into his life. Little did I know that things were about to get more crazy than my life already was.

In the Valenti Family, you're born with a chip. It's fused into the bio-watch on your wrist, its digital face counting down every second you have left to live. Everyone could see the numbers ticking down on my twin sister's watch. And on mine. They all knew she would die on our 18th birthday. So Vivian became the untouchable princess of our brutal world. Every diamond-stitched gown was hers. The rarest jewels were hers. Even our father's last shred of humanity was hers. That single sliver of warmth he showed only after his gun was holstered. I used to pity her. Her time was running out. But God, I envied her. She had everything I never did: our parents' love. Then, the night of her 18th birthday party. My parents worried I'd make a scene. That I'd piss off the Don of an allied Family. So they locked me in the cellar. Damp. Cold. While a deadly fever burned through me. I pounded on the heavy oak door, my voice cracking. "Mamma, please! Let me out! I'm burning up. My head is splitting open…" Outside, my mother's voice was a steel trap. "Enough, Sienna! Today is your sister’s 18th birthday. Her last day alive! Stop the theatrics! Can't you suffer in silence for the Family's honor?" "But I'm really sick..." Her footsteps clicked away, fading into nothing. Then the darkness swallowed me whole. And on my wrist, the bio-watch was flashing a critical alert. CRITICAL ALERT: Vital signs mismatch. Paired chip data incompatible. Please verify user.

She died betrayed by the mate she loved… only to wake on the very day he was meant to destroy her. Freya Lunareth was once the perfect future Luna—loyal, obedient, and hopelessly devoted to Alpha Kaelen Varkor. But love became poison when Kaelen publicly rejected her, humiliated her, and left her to die. Except death was not the end. Given a second chance, Freya returns to the night everything began—with all her memories intact and a vow burning in her soul: This time, she will not break. This time, she will reject him first. But fate has rewritten more than her revenge. When the ancient and feared Lycan King, Eros Draven, arrives unexpectedly, Freya’s defiance awakens something buried deep within her—an impossible power tied to secrets older than kingdoms themselves. Because Freya is no ordinary wolf. She carries a forgotten force. A dangerous past. And a connection to the king that should not exist. As betrayal turns to war, hidden powers awaken, and destiny begins unraveling centuries-old lies, Freya must decide— Will she become the weapon fate created… Or the queen powerful enough to rewrite it? In a world of ruthless Alphas, deadly rogues, and ancient kings, one rejected Luna may become the most dangerous woman alive.

After three years of marriage with him, as an orphan rogue, Elara Moonstone finally became pregnant with the child of her fated mate Alpha. She excitedly took the pregnancy test report to find him, but ran into him throwing a party with his ex-girlfriend. He humiliated her, saying he married her only because children born from fated mates are the strongest, and she was not worthy to be his Luna. She was heartbroken, and because of that, she got into a car accident. When she woke up, she remembered nothing. The Alpha Silas Silverfang discovered that his rogue wife, whom he didn’t like, had recently changed drastically in temperament. She became completely different from before. He did not believe she truly lost her memory. He thought this rogue must be acting and lying. But gradually, he was attracted to her…

Ayla was once the beloved Luna of the Shadowfang Pack until her mate, Alpha Kael, cast her aside for her cunning stepsister. Stripped of her title and exiled, she should have perished. But the Moon Goddess Selene had other plans. Reborn under a new identity, Ayla returns stronger, wiser, and determined to destroy the ones who wronged her. When Kael, unaware of who she truly is, takes her as his second wife, she plays the role of a meek and obedient mate, while secretly plotting his downfall. But just as she prepares to strike, she discovers the impossible, she’s carrying Kael’s child. A pregnancy that shocks her but won’t stop her. Even when Kael learns the truth and casts her out once more, this time with his unborn heir, she refuses to break. With nothing left to lose, Ayla rises from the ashes, gathering allies and unleashing a storm of vengeance upon the Shadowfang Pack. Will Kael realize too late that the woman he discarded is the one fated to rule? Can Ayla claim her rightful place before the past consumes her?

In my last life, my sister Serena Vega ran to Monaco the night before her wedding, and my family shoved me into her dress before dawn. Damian Lucchese, the young Godfather of New York, had been waiting at the altar for her. The moment he lifted my veil and saw me instead, the warmth in his eyes went cold. For five years, I was his hidden wife. The underworld knew he was married, but no one knew to whom. My parents blamed me for stealing Serena’s place and still failing to keep his heart. Then Serena came home. That Christmas, Damian took her and my parents to his mountain estate. When a blizzard hit, his men rushed everyone onto the helicopter. No one remembered me. I died in that frozen house, three months pregnant with Damian’s child. When I opened my eyes again, Serena had just returned to New York. This time, I would not beg for love. Only when I truly walked away, none of them had the right to regret it.