
His Unwanted Wolfless Mate's Secret Pregnancy
I was the wolfless, arranged mate to Alpha Kain of the Blackwood Pack. The positive pregnancy test in my hand was a miracle, the only hope I had left to salvage our freezing marriage.
But when I went to share the wonderful news, he coldly slid a *Dissolution of Union Agreement* across the table. His ex-girlfriend, Galilea, the "true Luna," had returned.
Overnight, my world was destroyed. Kain paraded her around the pack, suffocating me with her scent, and forced me to hand over my hard-earned career campaigns to her as a welcome gift. My packmates mocked my wolfless existence, even twisting my father's heroic death into a cheap transaction. But the most devastating blow came when I tentatively asked Kain what he would do if we had a child.
"I would not allow a pup born from a bond I intend to sever to see the light of day."
He would kill his own flesh and blood just to wipe the slate clean for her. The sacred mate-bond designed by the Moon Goddess meant absolutely nothing to him but a disposable debt. I was paralyzed by the injustice, terrified for the tiny, condemned life growing inside my womb.
Staring at the man who was supposed to be my soul's other half, my bleeding heart finally turned to cold ash. I swallowed my secret, walked into his office, and calmly asked when the rejection would be finalized. I needed to run.
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Chapter 6
Seraphina POV
"Ms. Reeves?" Cathie’s voice snapped like a whip through the encrypted comms, dragging me back to the nightmare of my reality.
I gripped the edge of my desk, my knuckles turning white. "Cathie, I swear to you, MQ Clothing has not authorized any changes to Darlene's contract. I had no knowledge of this."
"Then you better get your PR Director on a leash," Cathie spat, her tone dripping with disgust. "Evelyn Garrett personally informed us of the termination. If the Blackwood Pack thinks they can humiliate my client to make room for your Alpha's ex-girlfriend, you can expect a formal dispute."
The line went dead.
I sat in the sterile silence of my office, a wave of nausea washing over me. Evelyn Garrett. Of course. I was supposed to be the future Luna, yet I was completely blind to a major pack business decision. Kain’s cruel severance package from last night was already taking effect. My authority was bleeding out, and the vultures were circling.
I didn't wait for my assistant. I marched straight out of my office and headed down to the PR department.
I shoved Evelyn’s office door open without knocking. The aggressive, cloying scent of her heavy rose perfume hit me like a physical wall. Outside in the corridor, several pack employees paused, their eyes darting toward the open doorway.
Evelyn was leaning back in her plush leather chair, casually scrolling through her phone. She was a high-born she-wolf, and for three years, she had made no secret of her disdain for my wolfless existence.
"Evelyn," I demanded, my voice trembling with suppressed rage. "Why did you terminate Darlene Ortiz?"
She didn't even flinch. She slowly lowered her phone, a smug, condescending smirk playing on her lips. "It was the Alpha's decision, Seraphina. He believes Princess Galilea's image aligns much better with our Pack's elevated status."
"You bypassed me," I said, stepping closer to her desk. "I am the head of this brand."
Evelyn let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Are you? Let's face reality. You were just a placeholder. Now that the true Luna has returned, Kain is finally done playing house with a wolfless charity case."
Her words sliced through the frayed remnants of my mate-bond, but I refused to let her see me bleed. "This is a business matter, Evelyn. You breached a contract with a powerful allied pack."
"I secured a better one," she countered, standing up to use her height advantage. Her eyes flashed with a hint of her inner wolf's gold. "You have no power here. The only reason you're even breathing our air is because the former Alpha took pity on your pathetic, wolfless father."
My blood ran cold. "Don't talk about my father."
"Why not?" Evelyn sneered, stepping around her desk, her voice rising so the onlookers in the hallway could hear. "Connor Reeves died a worthless death. He was a weak, pathetic human-equivalent who left behind an equally useless daughter. Your father died a miserable death because he had a shameless—"
*Smack.*
The sound of my palm striking her cheek echoed like a gunshot.
The murmurs from the hallway instantly died. The entire floor went dead silent.
Evelyn’s head snapped to the side. For a split second, genuine shock widened her eyes. But as she slowly touched her reddened skin, a twisted, triumphant smile crept onto her lips. She had wanted this. She had wanted me to break.
"Look at this," Evelyn hissed, her eyes welling with fake tears as she looked toward the open door. "Is this our future Luna? Throwing a tantrum and attacking pack members like a feral rogue? Your father would be disgusted by what a shameless bitch you've—"
Blind, white-hot fury consumed me. I raised my hand to strike her again, putting every ounce of my strength into it.
But my hand never landed.
Fingers like bands of iron clamped around my wrist mid-air, halting my momentum so violently it sent a jolt of pain up my arm.
The temperature in the room plummeted to freezing. The overwhelming scent of pine after a storm and cold steel flooded my senses, suffocating the rose perfume entirely. A crushing, terrifying Alpha aura filled the space, so heavy it made my knees buckle.
I looked up, my breath catching in my throat, straight into Kain's furious, ice-cold eyes.
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9.3
After eight years in captivity, I was finally rescued. I thought it was the beginning of a new life with my mother.
But she didn't even look at me. She ran into the arms of a handsome stranger, her real husband, and I was treated like a dirty secret from her past.
They called me a contamination, a reminder of their trauma. My new stepsister set their Doberman on me, and as the dog's teeth sank into my arm, I looked up and saw my mother watching from the window.
She met my eyes for a second, then slowly closed the curtains.
In that moment, the last bit of hope I had died. The shallow bond of family was completely gone, and I finally gave up.
But they made one mistake. The family patriarch, suspicious after a car accident, ordered a secret DNA test.
The results came back on the day of my stepsister's birthday party, revealing a truth that would burn their perfect world to the ground.

7.7
Five years ago, Zaria Blackthorne lost everything. Framed as a traitor's daughter, she watched her parents die, was betrayed by her fated mate, Callum Nightbane, and cast into prison-only to be saved by a monster who wanted to ruin her. That night, she should have died. But fate had other plans.
Now, she's back. No longer the naïve girl who once begged for mercy, she has been reborn as Celeste Draven, the temptress of Nightbane Academy. With a new identity, a rare bloodline that makes her irresistible, and a body forged for seduction, she is ready to dismantle the lives of those who betrayed her-one sinful encounter at a time.
But revenge comes at a cost.
Three powerful men are obsessed with her and they are a tool in her revenge games and then she realised the deeper she played, the harder it becomes to keep the men in control.
And what do you think will happen when the truth comes to light, and she discovered she was being played herself? Will she sacrifice her love for vengeance or allow her enemies to burn and claim the throne for herself?
Dive into this story of betrayal, revenge, reverse haram, and obsession, where no man actually owns Zaria Blackthorne.

7.6
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Aria Bennett is the perfect daughter, a decoration in her father's massive business empire. But for one night, she decides to break every rule. At a secret underground club, she meets Adrian, a man who knows exactly how to please her and awaken desires she never knew she had. They promise each other nothing but one night of pleasure and desire.
But when Aria wakes up to find him gone, leaving only a cold note behind, she thinks the fantasy is over. That is, until she walks downstairs the next morning to see the same man standing in her driveway.
Now, the man who knows her darkest secrets is her father's new driver. Forced to face him every day while pretending they are strangers, Aria is caught in a suffocating game of cat and mouse.
Adrian on the other hand is dangerous, cold, and hiding a secret that could destroy her father's empire.
And the closer she gets to him, the more she risks losing everything, including herself.

9.0
Seventeen years after going missing, Brooklyn was finally brought back to her ultra-wealthy biological family.
But instead of a tearful reunion, her parents and sisters treated her like infectious garbage, mocking her cheap clothes and calling her a country bumpkin.
They dumped her into a remedial class to hide her away, cut off her allowance, and threatened to lock down her trust fund to force her into absolute submission.
One night, Brooklyn stood in the shadows of the estate and overheard a conversation that shattered everything.
She hadn't wandered off as a child.
Her parents had deliberately thrown her away because a fake fortune teller claimed her birth chart was a jinx to the family's wealth.
They felt zero remorse, only plotting to banish her again the moment she turned eighteen.
Her biological father thought he was putting a leash on a helpless, uneducated girl by cutting off her pocket change.
He had no idea that Brooklyn was the anonymous VIP who casually dropped sixty million dollars on an emerald at the city's most exclusive auction.
He didn't know she was the elusive medical genius that the world's most powerful billionaires were currently tearing the city apart to find.
The last microscopic shred of hope for a family withered into cold ash in her chest.
"Lock down my trust fund?"
She pulled out her encrypted phone and activated her shadow networks, severing herself entirely from their pathetic surveillance.
Since they believed she was a jinx, she was going to show them exactly what a real curse looked like.

9.3
I’m the sister of a pack Gamma, but in the Nightshade Pack, status is everything. My brother Silas keeps warning me to stay away from the Blackwood family, especially the Alpha, Ryker. But I couldn't help it—I’m in love with Cole, the Alpha’s younger brother.
I thought our love was a secret sanctuary, a fated bond that defied the pack’s rigid hierarchy. Today, I decided to surprise him at the Packhouse, hoping to be the light in his stressful life as he prepared for the Alpha’s upcoming mate selection ceremony.
I snuck into the West Wing, only to find myself in a room that radiated pure, suffocating power. I didn't know I was in Ryker’s private office. When I touched a silver-framed photo of his parents, the door burst open. Ryker didn't just see a trespasser; he saw a violation. His Alpha Command hit me like a physical blow, forcing me to drop the frame. It shattered against the stone hearth, and with it, my entire world.
The rage in his eyes was absolute, a cold, terrifying fury that left me trembling on the floor. His future Luna, Mira, stood by, mocking my pathetic state as I scrambled to escape, my hand sliced open by the jagged glass. Why was he so cruel? And why did the scent of my own love, Cole, seem to make them look at me with even more disdain?
I couldn't go back to the life I knew. As I sat sobbing on the stairs, abandoned by the man I loved and broken by his brother, I realized I had been completely blind to the darkness of the Blackwood name.
I didn't care about the pack rules anymore. I looked at my bleeding hand and made a silent vow: I would uncover the secret behind why the Alpha hated me so much, even if it destroyed the very foundation of the pack.

9.1
Aries Mathis stared at the glowing projector screen, his blood running completely cold.
For two years, he thought his mentor and former captain, Elias Beck, had simply left for a massive signing bonus in Europe.
But the financial report in front of him revealed a much sicker truth.
Elias had secretly sold Aries' contract to the highest bidder, packaging his own prodigy up like a commodity to line his pockets before abandoning him.
Now, Elias was back in North America, building a new esports empire from scratch.
The betrayal crushed Aries, turning his devastation into a blinding, toxic rage. He spiraled into a self-destructive frenzy, publicly executing Elias's new players in official matches, terrorizing them until their hands physically shook.
He hated Elias with every fiber of his being, yet the gaping hole in his chest screamed with agonizing confusion.
Why did the man who once saved him from the streets throw him away like a stray dog?
Driven to the edge, Aries cornered Elias at a VIP club, lining up ten shot glasses on a table.
"One is pure, high-proof whiskey. The rest are iced tea."
Aries sneered, knowing Elias had a severe stomach ulcer that could put him in the hospital.
"Pick the whiskey, and I sign with your new team for free."
Elias looked at Aries' broken eyes, reached out, and swallowed the liquid in one gulp.
There was no burn. All ten glasses were sweet iced tea.
As Aries fled the club in a blind panic, Elias smiled, pulling out his phone to text his lawyer.
"Liquidate my personal portfolio. I am bringing him home."