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His Unwanted Mate: The Supreme Alpha's Queen

For five years, I sealed my own wolf and pretended to be a "Wolfless" weakling, all to soothe my Alpha husband's fragile ego. But when his mistress committed a crime, Ignatz commanded me to take the fall. Desperate, I revealed the secret I had been keeping: I was pregnant. I thought it would save me. Instead, he sneered at my stomach. He called our child "biological waste" compared to the "high-born" heir his mistress was carrying. He ordered his guards to drag me to the clinic to "fix the mistake." I managed to escape the needle, only to be hunted down and thrown into a silver mine. The toxic metal didn't kill me, but the agony did something worse. It killed my unborn pup. While I lay bleeding in the dark, Ignatz hosted a grand gala. He publicly rejected me, dissolving our bond to marry his mistress, believing I was dead and gone. He didn't know his mistress was actually carrying a Rogue's bastard. He didn't know he had just murdered a Royal Prince. And he certainly didn't know that the grief had shattered the seal on my powers. The "Wolfless" girl died in that mine. The White Wolf rose in her place. Three days later, I crashed his engagement party. But I didn't come alone. I walked in flanked by the Royal Army and the Supreme Alpha, ready to burn his pack to the ground. Ignatz fell to his knees when he saw my glowing eyes, but I only had one thing to say. "Kneel."
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Chapter 4

Genevieve POV:

I woke up screaming.

Pain. Everywhere.

I wasn't in the Pack House. I was on cold, jagged rock. The air smelled of sulfur and old death.

A silver mine.

Meredith, Ignatz's mother, stood outside the iron bars of the cage I'd been thrown into. She held a handkerchief over her nose.

"Finally," she said. "Ignatz is too soft. Divorce isn't enough. You're a stain, Genevieve. And stains need to be scrubbed out."

"Where..." I coughed, tasting dust.

"The abandoned sector. No one comes here. The silver content in the rock is high enough to keep you weak, and the cold will do the rest."

She turned to leave. "Goodbye, dear. Do try to die quietly."

She left me in the dark.

Hours passed. The cold seeped into my marrow. But the silver... the silver was poison. It burned my skin, sapping my strength.

Then the cramps started.

"No," I whimpered, curling around my belly. "No, please. Stay with me."

It was a tearing agony. I felt warmth between my legs, and I knew. I knew it was over.

My pup was gone.

A scream tore from my throat-a sound so broken it shattered the silence of the mine. The grief was a physical blow, snapping the last thread of my control.

The seal didn't just crack. It detonated.

ENOUGH!

My wolf exploded into the driver's seat. White light flooded the cavern. My bones snapped and reformed, healing instantly. The silver burns vanished under a wave of regenerative power.

I stood up, but the iron door was heavy.

Kaleb POV:

I was mid-sentence in a Council meeting three hundred miles away when it hit me.

It felt like a shotgun blast to the chest. I doubled over, my chair clattering to the floor.

Mate.

Pain. Loss. Grief so deep it felt like drowning.

"Alpha Kaleb?" an Elder asked.

I looked up. My eyes were glowing a violent, radioactive violet.

"She's dying," I snarled.

I didn't wait for the jet. I shifted right there in the Council chambers-a massive, shadow-black wolf the size of a horse-and crashed through the window, sprinting north.

Hang on, I roared through the bond I had never dared to use. I am coming.

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