Heart of An Alpha

Five years. Five years of waiting. Five years of loving him in secret. She thought she knew the truth-until the night everything shattered. Trapped between a man who wants to destroy her and the wolf inside the one she loves, she must fight to survive... and to save him. "Oh my God... what happened?? Why are you like this??" she cried, holding him close. "It's already too late for me," he whispered, pain etched in every word. "No!! You can't die!! I won't let you!!" "I'm so sorry... I have never regretted having you as my mate," he murmured, a faint smile on his lips. But some battles aren't won with strength alone. Some sacrifices come at a cost she's not ready to pay. "I accept your rejection," he said, his final words tearing her world apart. When love, loyalty, and rage collide, can Avery escape with her heart-and her life-intact, or will the ones she trusts the most be the ones who destroy her? A heart-pounding, darkly emotional tale of love, betrayal, and the choices that haunt us forever.

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Chapter 3

The pen hovered over the document for a full three seconds before I pressed down hard enough to leave an indent in the desk beneath.

Avery Emerson signed with a sharp flourish across the dissolution of engagement papers. The ink bled slightly where my hand had trembled.

I was sliding the document into an envelope when the phone shattered the silence of my apartment.

"Miss Emerson," Charles' voice trembled. "You're needed at Mercy General immediately."

My blood turned to ice. The last time I'd been summoned like this, I'd woken up in a hospital bed with no memory of how I'd nearly bled to death in the snow. I hope this time it wouldn't be my family.

The hospital corridors blurred as I ran. Machines beeped behind half-open doors, the scent of antiseptic burning my nose. I rounded the corner to room 412-And froze. The entire Frostveil Pack leadership stood vigil around the hospital bed. My parents. The elders. Liam.

And in the center of it all, swaddled in white linens like some tragic heroine-Riley.

"Avery." Father's voice carried the weight of a disappointed alpha. "You kept us waiting."

My chest heaved. "I thought-"

"Obviously not thinking clearly, as usual," Mother cut in, her fingers stroking Riley's hair. The way she used to stroke mine, before.

Riley lifted her face-pale, perfect, with those crystal tears glistening just so. "Avery...I know I don't deserve your forgiveness after...after what I did."

The monitors beeped steadily. Too steady for someone supposedly sick.

Five years. Five years since I'd found the hunting knife hidden in her room, the one matching the wound that had nearly severed my femoral artery.

Five years since the tribunal had seen through her pretty lies and banished her. And now here she was, back in my mother's arms like no time had passed.

"Look at her, Avery," Mother whispered. "She's been living in some roach-infested apartment in the human district. Malnourished. Sick."

Her grip tightened on Riley's hand. "This is what your vengeance has wrought."

I nearly laughed. My vengeance? I was almost dying in my hospital bed when she was exiled.

It was Cain, Liam's wolf, who dominated it all, frantically trying to get back at the people who had hurt his mate. Liam stood stiffly by the window, his golden eyes tracking my every movement.

His jaw worked as Riley let out a delicate cough. He still cares for her, even after all these years. I know they were once together before I came into the picture, but isn't our mate bond and her betrayal enough for him to see me let go of his affection for her finally?

"And you? Do you also think I should let go of my 'vengeance'?" I decided to ask first. His answer would determine the next step to take.

I stared at him silently, hopefully. I hoped he would stand for me this time, at least his wolf should, but...

"Your mother is right..."

And that was my answer.

I let out a wry smile.

"If you want her welcomed back.." I said slowly. "Then I want the engagement dissolved."

The heart monitor skipped. Riley's eyes flashed with triumph before she buried her face in mother's shoulder.

"Don't be absurd," Father snapped.

"After everything she's suffered?" Mother clutched Riley closer. "You'd really deny her this?"

I met Liam's gaze. "You know what she is."

He stepped forward, his alpha energy making the air hum. "The engagement stands."

Riley made a wounded noise. "I never meant...that night in the snow...it was an accident-"

"Enough!" Father's command shook the walls. "Avery, this ends now. Riley has paid for her mistakes. Your childish grudges won't destroy this alliance."

Childish?

The scar on my thigh burned.

Mother reached for me with her free hand-the first time she'd voluntarily touched me since my return. "Please, Avery. For me."

The words lodged in my throat like shards of ice. Five years of searching, and she'd never once looked at me with half the tenderness she showed the girl who'd left me for dead.

Riley chose that moment to convulse into violent coughs. Mother gasped, cradling her as the machines erupted in alarm. Nurses rushed in-and in the chaos, as Riley was "stabilized," our eyes met.

Her lips curved, just for me.

Game on, sister.

I turned on my heel and walked out, the unsigned dissolution papers crumpled in my fist. Let them bring the viper back into their nest.

This time, I won't come back.

Continue to next part

Clare Lynch thought she was celebrating her fairy-tale engagement. She happily drank the pink cocktail her best friend, Brianna, handed her. But the drink was laced with a powerful, burning drug. As Clare's legs gave out, she overheard Brianna whispering outside the door. Her best friend had hired two thugs to assault her on camera and completely ruin her life. Terrified and gasping for air, Clare hid in the VIP room and called her fiancé, Jaren, for help. "I feel sick. Something is wrong. Please come get me." But Jaren just sighed impatiently, busy comforting his mistress in the background. "Stop throwing tantrums for attention. Grow up." Jaren hung up the phone. When Clare finally escaped and begged her grandmother to cancel the wedding, the matriarch coldly refused. She told Clare that marriage was just a business transaction, and she had to endure Jaren's cheating because their family needed the Bolton's money. Betrayed by her best friend, abandoned by her fiancé, and sold out by her own blood. Clare's world completely collapsed. She was nothing but a bargaining chip, thrown to the monsters by the people she loved most. The sheer injustice of it burned her soul to ash. With her last ounce of strength, Clare made a desperate choice. She called Aurthur Bolton—Jaren's ruthless, terrifying uncle. When the most dangerous man in New York kicked down the door to save her, Clare made a silent vow. She was done playing the perfect victim. She would let the devil claim her, as long as he helped her burn her abusers to the ground.

Action Modern Romance

9.3

Flash Marriage To My Disabled Commander

9.3

Six years ago, my adoptive family framed me for commercial espionage, stripped me of my identity, and threw me out. Now, I finally returned to the Solis estate as a commercial pilot to take back what was mine. But the first thing my adoptive mother did was threaten me with that forged evidence again. She demanded I take my sister Kiana's place in a marriage contract with a disabled man, simply because Kiana refused to marry him. When I refused, Kiana ambushed me at the airport with a mob of reporters. She cried for the cameras, publicly accusing me of causing our father's and brother's deaths. She painted me as a ruthless monster who bankrupted the company and ruined the family. The crowd instantly turned on me, screaming that I was a murderer and a gold-digger. Kiana wanted to completely destroy my reputation so I would have no choice but to submit to her arrangement. I looked at her fake tears, feeling a cold, absolute fury. How dare she use the tragic deaths of the only family members who actually loved me as a prop for her sick show? They had ruined my life once, and now they wanted to bury me alive. I didn't hesitate. I slapped her hard across the face right in front of the flashing cameras. "That was for my father and brother." Then, my real fiancé, a decorated Delta Force commander, rolled through the crowd in his wheelchair. He tossed a classified Pentagon file to the reporters, completely clearing my name and exposing Kiana's lies. I married him to start my revenge, but as I stepped into his heavily secured penthouse that night, I realized my powerful new husband had been preparing for me for a very long time.

Action Modern Romance

9.3

HIS UNWORTHY MATE

9.3

Jade knows what it feels like to have no one in her corner; she experienced it firsthand when her aunt sweet-talked her parents and took her to the Philippines' when she was eight. After years of abuse and being used, the only thing Jade wished for was an escape to finally go home and be with her family. All Jade wished for was to experience what it feels like to be loved once again and she got that when she finally escaped from her aunt and made her way back home to her pack and family in Detroit. Finding out that the Alpha Heir Hunter was her mate was the best thing to ever happen to Jade, and Hunter gave Jade a home, love, and became the safety and comfort Jade had always wished for. Two years of blissful union came to an abrupt end when Jade woke up in bed with her sister's boyfriend after a party. Her life goes from sweet to bitter in a matter of days as everyone Jade once loved turned their backs on her, refusing to believe them when she said she didn't cheat on her mate. How could she? Hunter was the love of her life. Jade goes from preparing to becoming the Luna of the Blackwood Pack, to being treated no less than a traitor. Hunter doesn't wait another heartbeat before rejecting her, and Jade is soon branded as a defective mate, banished to the woods as a rogue. How will Jade survive life as a pregnant rogue? The cursed brand on her neck makes it impossible for any pack to take her in. Will her mate come after her? Or will Jade find her strength somewhere else and come back to enact her revenge on the people who hurt her?

Action Romance Werewolf

8.9

Reborn To Ruin: The Jilted Heiress's Revenge

8.9

I lay on a mildewed mattress in a run-down motel, my body trembling from withdrawal. Once the most feared "Gossip Queen" in Hollywood, I was now a forty-three-year-old ghost staring at a cracked mirror, waiting for the end. The door clicked open, and Brittany Potts stepped in, looking immaculate in a beige trench coat that cost more than my life. She didn't come to help; she tossed a waiver of marital assets onto my bed and handed me a cup of coffee laced with something that smelled like bitter almonds. She laughed, telling me my husband, Bennet, was already in the Bahamas celebrating my death. I froze when I saw the sapphire pendant around her neck—my mother’s necklace, which had vanished the day she died. As the poison began to burn through my chest, Brittany leaned in and whispered her final secret: she was the one who cut the brake lines on the car that killed my father when we were teenagers. My entire life had been a lie. The pills, the scandal, the bankruptcy—it was all a masterpiece of betrayal orchestrated by the two people I trusted most. I died on that filthy floor, suffocating on my own rage and the taste of chemicals, praying for a single chance to make them pay. But when I opened my eyes, the pain was gone. I was sitting in my old bedroom, the morning sun shining on a calendar that read September 15, 2024. My mother’s voice, warm and alive, called me for breakfast from downstairs. I was eighteen again, back in my senior year at Crestview Academy, and the monsters who destroyed me were still pretending to be my friends. This time, I’m the one who holds the shears.

Action Fantasy Mystery

7.8

The Apocalypse Remembers Him

7.8

When the world collapses, most people fight to survive. Ryan Black fights to remember. He remembers the blood-soaked streets. He remembers the orders that sent him to die. He remembers the woman who turned her back when he needed her most. Reborn at the dawn of the apocalypse, Ryan awakens with a terrifying gift-Limitless Growth. Every battle makes him stronger. Every mistake from his enemies fuels his evolution. But unlike the reckless heroes around him, Ryan chooses patience. He hides his true power, allowing history to repeat itself while he watches... and waits. Sophie Black, once his wife, now approaches him with regret heavy in her voice and desperation in her eyes. She wants forgiveness. She wants safety. She wants the man she abandoned-without understanding that man no longer exists. Elias Grant, Ryan's former superior, once held authority, strength, and influence. Now, as the apocalypse strips away titles and lies, Elias finds himself unraveling-physically beaten, mentally cornered, and slowly crushed by the subordinate he once overlooked. Monsters roam the ruins of civilization, but Ryan knows the truth: the apocalypse isn't the real enemy. This is not a story about saving the world. It's about reclaiming dignity, dominance, and identity- one calculated step, one broken enemy, at a time.

Action LitRPG Romance Sci-Fi

9.2

The Billionaire Fiancee's Revenge

9.2

Kimberly Clark believed she had finally escaped a lifetime of being overlooked because of her plain looks. After years of standing in the shadow of her sister, she had found her place-and her heart-in Alexander Wellington, heir to a powerful empire. With him, she was no longer invisible. She was seen, valued, and loved. Their wedding was meant to mark the moment her painful past gave way to a brighter future. But on the night of Alexander's bachelor party, her sister, Summer, struck with ruthless precision. Disguised as hotel staff, she drugged his drink and followed him into his room-her jealousy twisting into obsession. Alexander resisted, fighting the haze overtaking his body. "Stop, Summer," he groaned, shoving her back. But she clung tighter, whispering words meant to wound: "She doesn't deserve you. I'm the one you should want." Then came the message-sent from an unknown number. Kimberly, hurry. Alexander isn't feeling well. Room 1207. She rushed to the hotel, heart pounding with fear. When the door swung open, she saw Alexander on the bed with Summer-his shirt undone, Summer pressed against him. To her, this was betrayal. The man she trusted above all seemed to have shattered her. Blinded by heartbreak, she fled into the night. Tears blurred her vision as she stumbled into the street. Headlights flared. The impact was brutal. Glass tore into her face, blood pooling as the car sped away. She was left broken. Her face was destroyed. An elderly man, grieving his own losses, found her and refused to let her die. She lost her memory, but he gave her a new name, flew her abroad for facial reconstruction, and stood by her through every painful surgery. Three years passed. Her face was rebuilt. Her body healed. Her memory returned. Her soul was sharpened by pain. Now, she returns-not as the ignored daughter, not as the bride who bled in the street. She carries a new face, a new identity, and a vow carved deep within her: To reclaim what was hers. To confront the sister who betrayed her. And to face Alexander-the man who once held her heart, the man she cannot forget, and the man she must decide whether to love again... or destroy. The Billionaire Fiancée's Revenge When love is broken by betrayal, vengeance becomes the only vow.

Action Billionaire Romance

Heart of An Alpha

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