Alpha's Hated Human Mate.
Overwhelmed by hatred and distress, the young Alpha Kaiden swears to make his brother pay the price of his betrayal...
When her lover defected the King without any warning, the vengeful new Alpha had already come to the poor human girl Ophelia , claiming that she should pay the debt.
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"You will beg me to fuck you if you want your lover to live," Alpha King Kaiden had lost all his humanity.
"How dare you do this? I'm your brother's mate!" Ophelia whimpered, holding her hands to her breasts.
"That brother who wanted my crown and my life? Fuck him and fuck you!" The furious Alpha didn't care about it anymore.
He wanted revenge!
He grasped her hands and pinned them over her head. Her beautiful body appeared as the silk cloth quickly slid down.
She's damn gorgeous when she was completely naked!
"Well, no wonder my brother wanted to fuck you," Kaiden taunted with a smirk, "but now it's I who will be the one to steal your virginity." Kaiden claimed as he tighten her waist, making her approaching to his d*ck.
"Pl----ease do------nt," her voice was drowned out while his wild kiss fell on her lips.
At this moment, Ophelia knew her life now became a disaster...
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Chapter 7
Resting in the wooden tub, Ophelia was trying to calm her body down with warm water.
The thought of Gideon was enough to make her blush. He cared so much about her, he was ready to fight Mr. Harrold for her. Ophelia rubbed her fingers over her lips, remembering his touch.
She took off her bra and panty and sat in the tub. As she slowly closed her eyes, her mind played a film of Gideon before her in her thoughts.
Her body was excited at the memory of his touch, her one hand traveled down to her privates as she closed her eyes shut and pleased herself while imagining Gideon.
Her fingers gently ran over her va*ina while wanting his d*ck. Ophelia had always wanted to stay a virgin until she is married and now that she has found Gideon, she was hoping to become his mate and then fill her body with his love. So she only rubbed herself as hard as she could to get off to his name.
Although Ophelia knew that her love with Gideon was not accepted in this world, and she knew exactly that if their love was ever exposed, she would have to pay a heavy price, maybe she would be sold to the rich werewolves and be fucked by them every single night... she had also been fear and tried to avoided her feelings for Gideon, but in the end she was completely fell for him. Who can resist the gentle and powerful Prince Gideon?
While Ophelia was mesmerized by Gideon's memory, her mother ascended her drenched clothes when a bar of chocolate slipped down her pocket, making her mother frowned at the sight.
Had this happened a few years ago, her mother would have never questioned it, but the world has changed after the biggest war happened between the humans and the wolves, which resulted in the world shifting to old times.
The luxury of having such a huge chocolate bar was indeed concerning for peasants like humans.
"Oh, what you have done daughter?" Emma slightly shut her eyes down and heaved a sigh of sorrow.
She waited patiently for her daughter to come out of the bathroom. Their houses weren't fancy, they were made of logs, there weren't any partitions inside the house. Upon entrance, there was an open hall where they had tiny beds at a distance and then in one corner was a bathroom and the other had a kitchen with no walls.
They were still blessed to have a roof over their heads, which Emma feared her daughter might be up to something that could cause them to lose that luxury as well.
"Ophelia, can I have a word with you?" Emma saw Ophelia getting into her sight and she couldn't help, but summon her the very moment their eyes met.
Isla was lying in the bed between her mother's and sister's bed, all the beds had a space left between them to comfortably get in and climb out of the bed.
"Yes? Is everything alright? Is Isla okay?" The first thought that crossed Ophelia's head was that the medicine didn't work. She reached her mother and sat down with her on her bed.
"I wouldn't try to beat around the bush, I want to be blunt with you and I want an honest answer, what is this?" she showed the chocolate to Ophelia, who looked surprised to forget about it.
"Oh!" Ophelia had only opened her mouth when Isla saw the chocolate and a smile covered her lips.
"Did you steal it?" her mother's questionable eyes made Ophelia shake her head in disappointment.
"No, mom! I would never do anything that could cause you and Isla any harm," The moment those words left Ophelia's lips, she was forced to recall Gideon and her forbidden affair with him.
"Then where did it come from?" Her mother was persistent to know the truth.
"I--, Mr. Harrold had it and he gave it to me," once she said it, she too realized it was a very weak excuse, "Prince Gideon arrived and he wanted Mr. Harrold to shut the shop down so he kind of rushed at him to make some lose decisions," that over there sounded like a good excuse as Prince Gideon wasn't known for troubling humans so much.
"Oh!!" Emma sighed in relief and smiled at Ophelia, "It's not like I don't trust you, but we humans are all capable of making wrong decisions at some times," as a mother of two young ladies, Emma had to be vigilant all the time.
"Can we eat it now?" Isla, who could hardly lift up her head now, seeing the chocolate cheered in full of energy.
"I mean, sure, we all deserve a little treat," they all smiled and Emma happily unwrapped the chocolate.
At the same time, a couple in the Hawk's Castle were reaching the orga*m.
A young, handsome man's groan echoed through the room as he finished inside the girl under him in his bed.
Kaiden filled himself between the girl's legs and rested his hard di*k on her va*ina again and after rubbing it over her skin to tease her, he gave a thrust inside her for the second round.
His strong body and chiseled abs were making his sexy body even more mesmerizing.
The girl moaned loudly when he penetrated the inside of her aggressively. Her hands clutched onto the sheet when he gasped at her naked boobs and pressed them whilst going in and out of her.
Just when she thought he was going to finish inside her, Kaiden pulled back and turned her around to make an entry from her behind.
The girl bit onto the pillow when Kaiden's big d*ck torn apart her hole and his push became hard and fast with his every entry.
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9.5
Alpha Lykos lives with a deadly curse: any woman who touches him dies on the spot. His pack fears him, and he has given up hope of ever finding a mate.
Until a weak, fragile girl named Aria stumbles into his territory and touches him... and nothing happens.
She is his mate-
but she is not meant to live.
Aria's life belongs to someone else, borrowed by an ancient spell. If the spell breaks, she dies. If the curse stays, she also dies.
And an enemy pack wants her because she is the key to awakening an ancient power.
Alpha Lykos must protect her, break the curse, and fight fate itself-before time runs out.
But the greatest danger is not the enemies hunting them...
It is the truth Aria doesn't know about herself.
7.4
"You can't escape me, Aurora. You are mine!"
The Alpha King's roar echoed through the palace walls.
But Aurora just tightened her grip on the blade hidden beneath her cloak.
She would never-never-give herself to the monster who murdered her father.
Even if the Moon Goddess cursed her to be his mate.
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Aurora Regalia once had everything-a loving father, a prosperous pack, and a future that glittered with promise. Her father, the king, even chose her a mate: Logan Charming. Powerful. Charismatic. Cursed.
She thought he was her destiny.
Then she watched him tear her father's head from his shoulders.
One night. One betrayal. Her entire family, slaughtered. Her pack, reduced to ashes.
Aurora jumped off a cliff that night-not to die, but to survive. To become something her enemies would never see coming.
An assassin. A ghost. A blade wrapped in silk.
For years, she trained in the shadows, fueled by one single purpose: revenge. Blood for blood. She would make Logan Charming suffer the way she had suffered. She would carve his heart out and feel nothing.
But fate had a cruel sense of humor.
The Moon Goddess looked down at her shattered daughter and laughed.
Because the man who destroyed her life?
The monster who wore her father's blood on his hands?
He was her fated mate.
Now Aurora stands at a crossroads she never asked for. Every instinct screams for vengeance. Every fiber of her being recoils at the bond pulling her toward him.
But Logan? He doesn't care about her hatred. He doesn't care about her blade.
"You can run, little mate," he whispers, crimson eyes gleaming in the dark. "But I will always find you."
And when he does?
He won't just cage her body.
He'll claim her soul.
9.2
My world shattered twice. First, the ocean claimed my son. Then, the mountain road took another, a direct sacrifice to the man I loved and the woman he chose. In the hospital, beeps marked the emptiness where my second son used to be, echoing the first loss, both involving Holden and Giana.
During the car crash, I was pinned, bleeding, and trapped. Holden, my partner, looked me in the eyes, then chose to save Giana, abandoning me and our unborn child.
Soon, I overheard Holden praising Giana for turning our tragedy into a PR win. His hollow apologies and focus on Giana’s "miracle work" reignited the brutal memory of her push and his past denials.
A decade of sacrificing my life and two children for a man who saw me as a liability left a bitter taste. His choice was clear; only profound abandonment remained.
But this time, I was choosing me. From my profound loss, a dangerous spark ignited: I would not just survive; I would find freedom and make him pay.
7.0
My marriage ended at a charity gala I organized. One moment, I was the pregnant, happy wife of tech mogul Gabe Sullivan; the next, a reporter' s phone screen announced to the world that he and his childhood sweetheart, Harper, were expecting a child.
Across the room, I saw them together, his hand resting on her stomach. This wasn't just an affair; it was a public declaration that erased me and our unborn baby.
To protect his company's billion-dollar IPO, Gabe, his mother, and even my own adoptive parents conspired against me. They moved Harper into our home, into my bed, treating her like royalty while I became a prisoner.
They painted me as unstable, a threat to the family's image. They accused me of cheating and claimed my child wasn't his.
The final command was unthinkable: terminate my pregnancy. They locked me in a room and scheduled the procedure, promising to drag me there if I refused.
But they made a mistake. They gave me back my phone to keep me quiet. Feigning surrender, I made one last, desperate call to a number I had kept hidden for years-a number belonging to my biological father, Antony Dean, the head of a family so powerful, they could make my husband's world burn.
8.1
On my wedding day, the wedding planner looked at me with pity in her eyes.
She told me the groom had called with a last-minute request. He wanted the name on the floral arch changed from "Elena" to "Sofia."
Five years of loyalty to Dante Romero, and I found out he was planning a "secret" ceremony with his mistress an hour before ours.
He claimed she was dying of cancer. He said it was her final wish to be a bride, and that as a good mafia wife, I should understand. He swore it was just charity.
But I had seen the texts where he called me "furniture."
I had watched him step over my body when I fell down the stairs at a club, just so he could leave with her.
And this morning, I watched Sofia walk into the hotel lobby wearing *my* custom French lace wedding dress, smirking as she clung to his arm.
Dante thinks I'm crying in the bridal suite.
He thinks I will sit in the front row of his "fake" wedding and wait for my turn like a dutiful puppet.
He is wrong.
I wiped my tears and picked up my phone. I didn't cancel the wedding date. I just changed the location to the ballroom next door.
And I changed the groom.
As Dante says his vows to his mistress, I am walking down the aisle to meet the only man the Romero family fears.
The Reaper.
9.7
Rogues broke into the Pack House, holding a silver knife to my throat while another captive held Brooke, the so-called "Seer."
The Rogue leader gave my Alpha, Harrison, three seconds to choose who lived.
Without hesitation, he commanded, "Save Brooke."
I was gutted with a silver blade and left to bleed out on the carpet while he cradled her.
Miraculously, I survived, only to find he had already replaced me. He claimed Brooke was pregnant with his heir—something he said I, a "defective" Omega who couldn't shift, could never give him.
To protect his reputation and clear the way for his new Luna, he didn't just exile me. He drugged me with Wolfsbane and threw me onto a fishing trawler rigged with explosives.
As the timer ticked down in the dark cargo hold, I finally understood the depth of his cruelty.
Years ago, when I miscarried our actual child alone on the bathroom floor, begging for him through the mind-link, he hadn't just ignored me—he had blocked me to pick up his mistress.
The boat exploded, turning the ocean into fire. Harrison stood on the cliff, watching me burn, satisfied that his problem was gone.
But he forgot that my bloodline doesn't perish in fire.
Six months later, I walked back into the Council Hall.
I wasn't the weak Omega anymore. I was the legendary White Wolf.
And on my arm was the Lycan King—the one man Harrison feared most.
"Hello, Harrison," I smiled.
"I believe you're sitting in my seat."