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 8
"Ah!" Kaiden rolled off her to the side and laid down in the bed to rest after hours of having se* with the beautiful lady next to him.
The divine lady parted her beautiful red lips to exhale the breath of pleasure after receiving the best se* of her life. This wasn't the first time they were having intercourse but every time seemed intoxicating and amazing.
"So, what's the plan? Tell me you are staying over for the night," Kaiden, the blue-eyed Hunk, changed his side to Rosalie, who seemed to have zoned out while facing the ceiling.
"You are asking me as if I can make that decision," her voice turned lower as she slowly turned her face to him. Both of them were still completely naked, their bodies making slight contact.
"Come on, if you don't leave my room, nobody will know," Kaiden placed his hand on her bare stomach and gently licked his lip as her cold skin came in contact with his warm palm.
Rosalie was a vampire while Kaiden was a powerful hybrid, soon to be announced as the Alpha of The Dark Mondo Pack and the King of the entire Land.
Their relationship was a huge issue, if anybody were to find out about them, Rosalie was going to be executed for manipulating the alpha to have a forbidden relationship with her. Vampires like Rosalie were considered less respected. Werewolves attained the top spot in the hierarchy, vampires were the second ones, while humans were the least and the last in the hierarchy.
The witches were the banished creatures; witchcraft was banned in every land. If any witch was caught practicing magic, they would be crucified in front of everyone as a lesson.
"How long are you going to hide me from your family?" sadness could be seen in Rosalie's eyes as she stared at the handsome face of Kaiden. He was a powerful hybrid, the only second Hybrid to ever exist after his father.
"Just let me be declared as the alpha king, then I'll do something about it," Kaiden had his eyes fixated at the perfect, round brea*ts of Rosalie. She truly was an emblem of beauty. He ran his hand on her stomach, reaching the brea*t, and gently rubbing the back of his hand to the roundness of her brea*t while his palm was on her stomach.
"And then what? Don't you think your pack will object that you are trying to mate with someone who can't give you an heir?" Rosalie felt his hand being touched against her skin, her body felt a sudden wave of current running through her whole existence.
"We will think about it---," he bowed his face down and gently kissed her brea*t, "when it's a right time, why to ruin our night now?" he lifted his face and finished his sentence while keeping his eyes on her tight nip*le.
"Kaiden! Why can't we use that spell that could bring life inside my lifeless vampire body and t---," her mood swiftly brightened up as she exclaimed in excitement, but her words were left in her mouth when Kaiden removed his hand from her brea*t and laid straight, facing the ceiling this time.
"Rosalie! You know you are suggesting that I break the biggest rule?" the harshness in his tone shocked her, even when she knew what would be the cost of not only stealing the book of magic's but performing a ritual, she demanded it.
Vampires couldn't reproduce, that was the only reason they were under the werewolves in the hierarchy.
"We can't pay a little price for our love? I thought everything was fair in love and war," Rosalie lifted her body up and turned to Kaiden, laying on her left side, she watched his face. Kaiden froze for a few seconds, then continued kissing her with even more lust. He tried all sorts of erotic ways to rub her core, and it looked like his mind wasn't even on her proposal.
"Kaiden! Please listen to me." Rosalie pushed Kaiden away a little,and he finally stopped all his actions,looking at her with his serious eyes. Rosalie thought he had actually considered about what she just said, she encouraged him,"That is the only way to be together or your kind will punish my kind if anybody saw me with a future hybrid alpha king," Rosalie craved for Kaiden to marry her one day, to make her his wife and give her respect, but she also dreamed of giving him an heir, a new Hybrid king to carry on his bloodline.
Sadly, there was only one way for a vampire to carry a child, and the solution was in the book of magic, that the father of Kaiden, the present Alpha king had kept it in high protection to make sure nobody gets their hands on the book.
She was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she didn't notice Kaiden's face getting gloomy.
"Rosalie, I think it's late, you should leave before anyone finds you here with me," Kaiden got up from the bed and pulled up his pant tiredly. He knew Rosalie was watching him in disappointment. Initially, he wanted her to spend the night with him but the moment she brought up the books of magic, Kaiden felt it was better that they stay apart for the night.
"Good Night!" her voice had a hint of pain and agony as she murmured under her breath and marched towards the window. She cracked the window open and jumped out of it, only to land on her feet and bend down. She then straightened her back and tilted her head back to stare at the image of Kaiden, who was watching her leave from his window.
It's hard for Rosalie to express how she was feeling now. She she smiled wryly and soon disappeared into the woods.
Kaiden felt the crosswind brushing against his naked chest, he heaved a sigh of agony, his eyes at the empty spot where once his beloved Rosalie stood.
"Trust me, Rosalie. I'll find the way after I become the real Alpha."
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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."