Betrayed by My Fated Alpha

On the day of his mistress’s birthday, they baked a cake together in our home—our sacred territory, the Moonstone Pack’s Alpha house. It was a place that should have been safe, guarded by the pack’s warriors, yet it had been violated by her presence. Our young pup, Jax, barely eighteen months old, suddenly developed a high fever, his cries piercing through the night. To silence him, the mistress, Elodie Bishop, fed him a spiced honey cake laced with sleeping pills. It wasn’t just a cake—it was poison, disguised as a treat. Not long after, Jax was foaming at the mouth, his tiny body convulsing. By the time we rushed him to the pack’s healer, he had gone into shock, his life hanging by a thread. I confronted my mate, Alpha Jesse, demanding an explanation for how our pup had ended up this way. He stood there, his broad shoulders tense, his expression indifferent. “Pups get sick all the time, don’t they?” he said, his deep voice dismissive.

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It was just one night, yet I managed to quickly regain my composure. I wasted no time in calling someone to change the locks on the door. After that, I gathered my belongings and moved into the hospital.

The healer told me Jax’s condition wasn’t great. There were still remnants of sleeping herbs in his system. This moon cycle, my pup would need to undergo a stomach cleansing. Sleeping herbs... Every wolf knows that consuming too much can lead to severe complications. I couldn’t believe Elodie had dared to harm him like that!

A ten-meter-long tube was inserted into his stomach; Jax squirmed in agony. I covered my mouth, unable to bear the sight. He’s only eighteen moons old. How could he endure such a harsh ordeal? The procedure lasted over ten minutes. When the healer finally brought him out, his little face was flushed purple, looking alarming. I held him close, soothing him until he drifted into a deep sleep.

As I gently stroked his tiny face, memories of the past overwhelmed me. During my pregnancy with Jax, Alpha Jesse treated me incredibly well. He wouldn’t let me work, accompanying me everywhere. He even learned to cook from the pack’s chef. The night I gave birth, I nearly lost my life. When the healing chamber doors swung open, he didn’t even glance at Jax but rushed to my side, his eyes red, gripping my wrist tightly. “You’ve been through so much. What do you want to eat or buy? I’ll get it right now.”

Watching him flustered, those nearby envied me, whispering, “The Luna truly found the perfect mate.” My heart was full of happiness.

When Jax was a year old and crying loudly, Alpha Jesse stayed by the bed late into the night. To let me sleep peacefully, he bought me earplugs and held Jax all night, sleeping on the couch. Time and again, seeing his devoted fatherly demeanor, I would marvel at my good fortune in meeting such a wonderful Alpha.

After Jax turned one, Alpha Jesse assured me, “Feel free to be yourself; I’ve got everything else covered.” It was this reassurance that made it easy to ignore Elodie’s presence when she eventually appeared. I had to admit that with him around, I felt safe. I could fully trust him to support me.

Looking back now, those promises he made in moments of genuine passion were only true in those fleeting moments. Now, they mean nothing. The bond we once shared, the vows we whispered under the Moon Goddess’s gaze, felt like ashes scattered in the wind. And yet, the pain of it still lingered, a constant reminder of what once was—and what could never be again.

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I married the Alpha of the top pack, but he hasn't touched me for a year. Yet by chance, I heard him crying to his younger brother. "She actually ordered three of the strongest warriors to accompany her, and the four of them went to train alone." He was so upset that he burst into tears. "Ron, if you're too scared, wait until sister-in-law is tempted by those guys and orders them to get intimate with her, you'll cry with no tears left." He immediately stopped crying: "What do they count for? Those outside are just wild grass; nothing's as sweet as one's own." "As long as she's still willing to come back, she can do whatever she wants." Roger rubbed his forehead and sighed:”Ron, why don't you ask the shaman to take a look?" Later, I secretly asked the shaman. The shaman gave me a note written by Ron himself: "I have... intimacy addiction. I love my wife very much, but I'm afraid of scaring her. What should I do?"

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.4

After My Mate Chose Her, His Enemy Claimed Me

9.4

The morning light filtered through the grand windows of the Silver Moon Pack house as I arranged the final touches on the long oak table. My fingers trembled slightly as I positioned the last crystal glass, my reflection staring back at me from its polished surface. Dark circles shadowed my eyes after a sleepless night of preparation for today's Pack Merger Treaty meeting. "The flowers need to be moved an inch to the left," I muttered to myself, adjusting the centerpiece. "And the Alpha's chair should face the eastern window." I'd been working since dawn, ensuring every detail was perfect for the high-stakes meeting between our pack and the Blood River Pack. As the daughter of the late Alpha, this should have been my moment to shine—instead, I was invisible, relegated to servant duties while my stepmother and stepsister prepared to take center stage. "Juliet!" A harsh voice cut through my thoughts. "Where are the refreshment trays?" I turned to see my stepmother, Aileen, her lips curled in disapproval. "Coming right away," I replied, hurrying toward the kitchen. By midday, Alphas and their delegations filled our great hall.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

7.9

Betrayal in the Moonlight

7.9

I stood frozen among the gathered pack members, my heart hammering against my ribs as my father's words echoed through the grand council hall. "The union between my daughter, Aria, and our future Alpha Kai will strengthen the Moonstone Pack and secure our bloodlines for generations to come." The announcement hit me like a physical blow. My fingers trembled at my sides as I forced myself to maintain composure, feeling dozens of eyes boring into me. Some gazes held surprise, others calculation, but none matched the shock coursing through my own body. Kai. My arranged mate was *Kai*. I dared a glance toward him where he stood tall and imposing at the front of the hall. His face revealed nothing—no joy, no displeasure, just the same stoic mask he always wore. The same expression he'd had years ago when we trained together, when I'd first felt my heart stutter in his presence, when I'd first realized I loved someone who would never see me. My wolf, Nora, stirred anxiously within me.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.1

Luna Rejects Cheating Alpha

8.1

The phone felt cold in my trembling hands as I scrolled through image after image. Each one was worse than the last—Lara Fox, the young intern who'd joined our pack three months ago, posing in ways that left nothing to imagination. Her messages accompanied each photo, words that made my stomach churn. "Missing you, Alpha. Can't wait until you're done with pack business." "These are just for you. No one else gets to see." "I dream about you every night..." My wolf whimpered inside me, clawing at my chest as if trying to escape. Eight years. Eight years I'd been mated to Calvin Richards, Alpha of the Silvercrest Pack. Eight years of painful fertility treatments, of being blamed for our inability to produce an heir, of enduring his mother's Luna aura crushing me into submission whenever I dared question anything. And all along, he'd been collecting these.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

7.9

Luna's Escape from Betrayal

7.9

The silver light of the full moon bathed the forest in an ethereal glow as I raced through the underbrush, my silver-white paws barely touching the ground. My wolf, Maya, reveled in the freedom of the pack run, her joy momentarily eclipsing the constant ache in my chest. For these precious moments, I could forget what awaited me back at the pack house—the cold stares, the whispered insults, the empty bed. "Let's run faster," Maya urged within our shared consciousness. "Tonight feels different." I surrendered to her instinct, pushing forward ahead of the main group. The joint Moonridge-Silvermoon pack run was supposed to be a display of alliance and strength, but I knew my presence was merely tolerated. Five years as Luna of the Silvermoon Pack had taught me exactly where I stood with my mate. The thought of Cameron sent a familiar pang through my chest. My pup kicked inside me, responding to my distress, and I slowed my pace, protective instincts overriding Maya's desire to run. "Sorry, little one," I whispered internally, caressing my swollen belly with my consciousness.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.6

My Alpha Abused Me Until the Lycan Prince Claimed Me

9.6

The silk sheets felt cold against my bare skin as I stirred awake, my body aching from last night's rough handling. Dawn hadn't broken yet, but I could feel Maxwell's presence beside me, his warmth radiating reluctantly through the space between us. I kept my breathing steady, hoping he'd think I was still asleep. If I could just slip away before he fully woke... "Hannah." His voice cut through the darkness, low and commanding. "You're awake." I opened my eyes to find him sitting up, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the dim light filtering through the curtains. Even in the darkness, I could see the cold indifference in his steel-gray eyes. "Yes, Alpha," I whispered, immediately sliding to the edge of the bed. My muscles protested as I moved, reminding me of how he'd pinned me down last night, how his hands had left bruises on my wrists. "You need to leave before the sun rises." Maxwell's tone was clipped, businesslike.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

Betrayed by My Fated Alpha

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