Betrayed by the Alpha’s Hidden Mate

The day my sister was publicly humiliated and had her engagement dissolved, the Moonlight Pack also withdrew the betrothal agreement intended for me. My former fiancé, Camden Smith, presented the gifts that were originally meant for me to Michelle instead. "Evie," he said, his voice steady but laced with guilt, "Michelle has always struggled as an adopted member of the White Fang Pack. She lost her honor because of me, and I can’t stand by and do nothing." He declared that he would formally take Michelle as his mate, promising to elevate her status and later take me as a second mate—a rare and frowned-upon arrangement in our society. I accepted the dissolution of our betrothal without protest, my face calm and composed. Because in my previous life, when I had refused to step aside, I had found Michelle’s lifeless body instead. Camden, consumed by grief and rage, blamed me for her death. After taking me as his mate, he shattered my spirit and left me to die at the jaws of rogue wolves. Given a second chance, I chose to let them have their happiness and accepted the mate bond offered by his cousin, Harry Smith. --- "Evie, don’t worry," Camden said, his voice soft as he watched me sign the dissolution papers.

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Before I could fully gather myself from the flood of memories, a maid burst into the room, her face pale and frantic.

“Luna, it’s terrible!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling.

“It’s Camden—he’s spreading rumors that *you* were the one who wanted to break the mate bond, that you’re chasing after someone of higher status!”

She hesitated, wringing her hands. “He’s also saying… saying…”

My chest tightened. “Saying what?”

“That you’re cruel and unkind, that you mistreated Michelle when you were younger.”

My claws dug into my palms, drawing blood. I knew Camden wouldn’t let this go easily. He’d ruin my reputation, make sure no one would accept me as their mate, so I’d have no choice but to crawl back to him as his mistress.

But *why*?

I’m the only daughter of the Alpha of the White Fang Pack, the future Luna of a powerful lineage. Mating with Camden was already a step down for me. How dare he try to force me into submission, to make me live in Michelle’s shadow as his hidden secret?

Rage coursed through me, and I stormed toward Michelle’s room.

As I approached, voices drifted through the door. Michelle’s soft, saccharine tone was unmistakable. “Camden,” she murmured, her scent carrying a false sweetness, “if Evie finds out what we’ve done, she’ll never forgive you. You two grew up together. Can you really bear to make her hate you forever?”

Camden paused for a moment before replying, his voice tender but laced with condescension. “Don’t worry, Michelle. Evie’s always been infatuated with me. She’ll be angry for a few days, but she’ll come crawling back.”

“Besides,” he added, his tone hardening slightly, “if we don’t pin this on her, how will you secure your place as my Luna? You’ve endured so much living under her family’s roof. You deserve this.”

Their voices faded into a muffled kiss, their entwined shadows cast against the window, a painful reminder of their betrayal.

I had thought that if I kept my distance from them this time, I could at least live in peace. But Camden was willing to destroy my reputation completely, just to elevate Michelle.

A bitter taste filled my mouth.

Without hesitation, I pushed the door open and stepped inside.

“Why go through all the trouble?” I said, my voice cold and steady. “If you wanted to ruin me, you could’ve just asked.”

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I came to ruin my ex. I never meant to kneel for his father. I came back to ruin Caleb Vane. I had a plan that was cold, sharp, and merciless. But then I met Malric Vane. The man doesn't flirt. He commands. One glance and my legs trembled. One word and I was on my knees. He's the Lycan every wolf fears. The man no one touches. And now I wake up in his bed, spread wide, bite-marked, and dripping for more. He says I wasn't born...I was made. Made to obey. Made to please him. And the worst part? He's right. Because every time he calls me good girl, I forget my revenge. I just want to be ruined all over again.

Action Fantasy Werewolf

8.3

Her Rogue: Alpha Queen's Rejected Mate

8.3

All her life, she was told female Alphas were weak. All her life, she believed it. Serena Blackwood was born to be an Alpha, yet raised like a curse. Unloved, controlled, and denied her freedom. Until she met Jayden, a mysterious rogue who made her feel seen, loved, and alive. But to save him from her power-hungry parents, she did the unforgivable: She rejected him. Three years later, Serena attends the brutal and masked Alpha King's Choosing Ceremony. But when the king removes his mask, time stops. He is Jayden. The mate she shattered. The rogue she "betrayed." The man who vanished... and returned as the most feared Lycan alive. And he remembers everything Forced into a cruel royal marriage, Serena endures humiliation, isolation, and a bond that refuses to die. But when war erupts and a deadly curse spreads through the Lycan Kingdom, the truth surfaces: Serena is not weak. She is a Lunar Alpha, the rare wolf with the power to heal, destroy, and rewrite destiny. Jayden realizes the one woman he destroyed is the only one destined to save them all. And the prophecy says she and Jayden must unite... Or the entire supernatural world will fall.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.8

Luna Reclaims Her Legacy

9.8

The scent of rosemary and honey filled our small den as I carefully arranged the anniversary dinner I'd spent all day preparing. Seven years. Seven beautiful, challenging, transformative years since Luke and I had first felt the mate bond snap into place. I smoothed my dress—the deep blue one he'd once said brought out my eyes—and checked the table one more time. Candles flickered warmly, casting dancing shadows across the modest space we'd called home. I touched my throat instinctively, feeling for the familiar weight of my mother's moonstone pendant. The sacred stone had rested there every day since her death, a constant reminder of the heritage I'd chosen to set aside for love. Tonight felt special, significant in a way that made my wolf, Luna, pace restlessly beneath my skin. The door opened with more force than usual, and Luke stepped inside. But something was wrong.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.0

Luna Rejects Cheating Alpha

8.0

The scent hit me like a physical blow during what should have been a routine territorial dispute meeting. I sat in my usual place at the head of the conference table, my Luna aura steady and commanding as I listened to Beta Marcus present the latest boundary challenges from the neighboring packs. The afternoon sun streamed through the tall windows of our pack house meeting room, casting familiar shadows across the polished oak table where Travis and I had presided over countless such gatherings for nearly twenty years. But today, something was wrong. My wolf, Luna, stirred restlessly within me, her hackles rising with an instinctive alarm that made my skin prickle. The scent was subtle at first—a floral sweetness that didn't belong in our masculine-dominated meeting space, clinging to the air like an unwelcome presence. Jasmine and vanilla, mixed with something younger, more vibrant than the mature scents I was accustomed to in pack leadership circles. I forced myself to focus on Marcus's words about patrol schedules and territorial markers, but Luna's agitation grew stronger with each passing moment. The foreign scent wasn't just lingering in the room—it was emanating from Travis himself, woven into his clothes, his skin, his very presence like a territorial claim I couldn't ignore. My mate bond, which had been strangely muted for months, suddenly flared with painful clarity.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

8.0

My Alpha Believed Her Lies Over Our Bond

8.0

I had spent the entire day preparing for this moment. Our seventh mating anniversary. Seven years since Matthew had claimed me as his Luna, since I'd given up my career as an art restorer to stand by his side as Alpha of the Black Moon Pack. Seven years of sacrifice that I had believed would eventually be recognized, even cherished. The grand dining hall looked perfect—candles flickering in every corner, casting a warm glow over the white tablecloth and the fine china I'd polished myself. I'd cooked Matthew's favorite meal, the same one I'd prepared on our first anniversary, when hope still bloomed in my chest like a perennial flower that refused to die. My hands trembled slightly as I adjusted the silverware. The scars on my palms—evidence of countless small cruelties endured in this very packhouse—caught the candlelight. I tucked them under the table, out of sight. Tonight would be different.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

7.9

My Mate Fell For My Sister

7.9

I'm Sylvia Frost, bound to Nathaniel Skye by a promise rooted in my mother's sacrifice. I endured thirty-three accidents he orchestrated to delay our sacred bond, only to discover his heart belonged to another. Betrayed, I lost my mother and my voice to his actions. Breaking free, I rebuilt my life, finding solace in music and a new love with healer Ethan Sterling. As Nathaniel seeks forgiveness, I choose freedom, embracing a future of courage and love over a past filled with duty and pain.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

Betrayed by the Alpha’s Hidden Mate

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