I Escaped After My Alpha Poisoned Me for His Mistress

The numbers on the financial report blurred before my eyes as I rubbed my temples, trying to focus. Being Luna of the Silverfang Pack came with responsibilities I'd never imagined ten years ago when we'd arrived as young rogues. Now, I was responsible for managing the pack's resources while Cade—my mate, my Alpha—focused on what he called "more important matters." A harsh knock interrupted my concentration, though no one had bothered to actually wait for permission before entering. The door to my small office in the Pack House annex burst open with enough force to rattle the framed photo on my desk—me and Cade, taken shortly after we'd arrived here, both smiling with hope for our future. "Still hiding in your little cubbyhole, Luna?" Estella's voice dripped with false sweetness as she sauntered in, her designer heels clicking against the wooden floor. "I thought you might want to see this." She slammed a heavy folder onto my desk, sending papers scattering to the floor. I didn't bother to pick them up immediately, instead fixing my gaze on the woman standing before me. Estella was beautiful in that calculated way that made my skin crawl—perfect makeup, expensive clothes, and a smile that never reached her eyes. "What is it, Estella?" I kept my voice level, though my wolf stirred restlessly inside me. She flipped open the folder with manicured fingers and slid a document across the desk.

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The morning of the Blood Moon Run dawned with a crimson hue across the sky. I stood at my bedroom window, watching as pack members prepared for the night's festivities. None of them knew this would be my last day as their Luna.

"Are you sure about this?" Scott's voice came through the secure phone line.

"I've never been more certain," I replied, my fingers tracing the rejection letter in my pocket. "I'll meet you at the eastern border at midnight."

After hanging up, I slipped out of the Pack House through the servants' entrance. The old oak tree waited for me at the edge of our territory—our tree, where eighteen-year-old Cade and I had buried our dreams ten years ago.

The soil was soft beneath my fingers as I knelt beside the gnarled trunk. My wolf stirred restlessly within me, sensing what was coming. *Soon*, I promised her. *Soon we'll be free*.

I dug carefully, my hands remembering the exact spot where we'd buried our time capsule. The metal box emerged slowly from the earth, its surface tarnished but intact. I brushed away the dirt and lifted it into my lap.

"You came," the phantom Cade whispered, materializing beside me.

I nodded, unable to speak as I opened the box. Inside lay a faded polaroid of us—two teenagers with wild hair and hopeful eyes, arms wrapped around each other. Next to it was a folded piece of paper, the edges worn from my countless readings over the years.

I unfolded it carefully, the handwritten words blurring through my tears:

"To Sofia, my true north. I swear to protect you, to cherish you, to be worthy of your love until my last breath. No matter what power or position I may hold, you will always be my priority. My heart. My home."

The phantom Cade's eyes filled with tears as he stared at the note. "He meant it," he whispered. "That day, he truly meant it."

"I know," I said softly. "But that boy is gone."

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From my pocket, I withdrew the rejection letter I'd drafted so many times. The final version was simple, direct:

"I, Sofia Reed, reject you, Cade Foster, Alpha of the Silverfang Pack, as my mate. I release you from all bonds, all promises, all ties that bind us. By the power of the Moon Goddess, I sever what was joined."

I placed it in the metal box, my hand trembling slightly.

Next came my Luna ring—the heavy platinum band that marked me as Cade's mate. It slid off my finger with surprising ease, as if it had been waiting for this moment. I dropped it into the box with a dull thud.

Finally, I unfastened the woven hemp bracelet from my wrist—the one Cade had made for me during our first summer together. Each strand represented a promise, each knot a memory. It was the only jewelry I truly valued.

"I'm sorry," I whispered as I placed it in the box.

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I turned to the phantom Cade, who watched me with resigned eyes.

"I can't save him," I said softly. "And I can't save you."

He nodded slowly, his translucent form shimmering in the morning light. "I know. I've known for a long time."

I reached out instinctively, my fingers passing through his cheek as I tried to wipe away a tear that wasn't really there. But this time, I felt something—a faint sensation of cold static that made my skin prickle.

"I'm sorry," I whispered again.

The phantom smiled sadly. "Don't be. This is how it has to be." He began to fade, his form dissolving into mist that curled around my fingers. "Be free, Sofia."

I watched as he disappeared completely, leaving me alone with the open time capsule and the weight of my decision.

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I closed the metal box with a decisive snap. The sound echoed in the quiet clearing like a gunshot.

Miles away in the Pack House war room, Cade doubled over suddenly, a roar of pure agony tearing from his throat. He clutched at his chest as if something vital had been ripped from him.

"Alpha!" Marcus rushed forward, catching him as he collapsed.

Cade's eyes widened in shock and pain. "Sofia," he gasped, his voice raw. "She's... she's rejecting me."

The bond between us—the connection that had sustained us for ten years—began to tear. I felt it like a physical pain in my chest, but I remained resolute as I buried the time capsule once more.

Somewhere in the distance, I heard the first howls of the Blood Moon Run beginning. Soon, chaos would reign, and I would slip away in the confusion.

I placed my hand over my heart, feeling it beat steadily despite the pain. "Goodbye, Cade," I whispered.

As I walked away from the oak tree, I didn't look back. The future awaited me beyond our territory's borders—a future I would shape for myself, not as a Luna, but as a woman reclaiming her worth.

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The pack documents felt heavy in my hands as I approached the study. Alpha Hayes had requested them urgently, and I'd hurried to deliver them personally, hoping for a rare moment alone with my mate. My heart fluttered with that familiar ache—the mate bond pulling me toward him like a moth to flame. I pushed open the heavy oak door without knocking. "Alpha, I've brought the territorial reports you—" The words died in my throat. A scent hit me first—pine and musk intertwined with something floral and suffocating. Hayes's scent. And Skye's. My half-sister's perfume had always been too strong, but now it seemed to fill the room, mingling with Hayes's in a way that made my stomach churn. They were on the leather sofa by the fireplace.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.2

Betrayed Bride's Escape

9.2

The words "I do" had barely left my lips when the world exploded into golden light. One moment I was standing at the altar of St. Mary's Cathedral, my hands trembling as I held Dante's warm fingers, the familiar scent of lilies and candle wax filling my lungs. The next, a brilliant radiance erupted from nowhere, swallowing everything—the stained glass windows, the rows of guests in their Sunday best, even Dante's face inches from mine. My wedding dress whipped around my legs as if caught in an impossible wind. The golden light wasn't just bright; it was alive, pulsing through my veins like liquid fire. I tried to scream Dante's name, but the sound died in my throat as the light consumed everything I'd ever known. Then, silence. Cold stone pressed against my knees. The acrid smell of torch smoke replaced the sweet church incense.

Adventure Fantasy Romance

8.4

Burned by My Ex, Reborn as His King's Mate

8.4

Seraphina died betrayed. She perished in flames-poisoned by Darius, the fated mate she'd foolishly loved. Her childhood sweetheart, who sacrificed her only to save his mistress. Reborn five years earlier, Seraphina vows: Never again. No more submissions. No more suffering his cruelty. This time, she'll rewrite her destiny - then she meets Kairos. The Untamed Alpha King who loathes the mate bond after his own betrayal. Her second-chance mate - a bond that will kill her if she rejects it. Now, caught between Kairos' relentless pursuit and Darius' desperate attempts to reclaim her, Seraphina faces an impossible choice: Drown the world in vengeance... or risk her shattered heart on the mate who could either heal her scars or destroy her completely?

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

9.3

Catching Genesis

9.3

When the future Alpha, a major player rejected her for Queen B, Genesis and her two best friends came up with a plan to give the arrogant future alpha the taste of his own medicine. What happens when your plan works too well? What happens when you attract not only the arrogant alpha but also a powerful creature that won't take no for an answer? "Now my sunshine, we're all alone," he utters with some satisfaction. His hair is mussed up sexily. His skin is a bit flushed from all the running he just did. Oh, goddess, he's still the sexiest man I've ever laid my eyes on. "What are you planning to do to me?" I ask him warily. His eyes rake up and down my body as if he can see through my clothing. "What do you think I would do to you, sunshine?" he sounds amused, almost indulgent. His lips curl up into a feral smile. His silver-gray eyes flashed with anger and hunger and desperation. It sets my pulse racing. He's not really amused. I can tell. "Maybe I'm tired of waiting. Maybe I'm tired of chasing after you. Maybe it's time for me to catch you, Genesis." The last ten chapters of this book are not available here due to copyright reasons.

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8.1

My Shapeshifter Mate:Falling for My Cursed Superior

8.1

His second name is Death. Anyone who tries to get too close to him loses their life. He was cursed with the blood of his dead brother and till he finds the killer of his brother, he's forever bound with the curse. He's avoided like a plague, but he even loves it that way. He's so addicted to solitude and being alone. He is a bloody supernatural being, an unusual wizard. The only child born under Three Red Stars on a gloomy night 25 years ago. The demons fret at the smell of his scent, and evils flee. He has no shadow even in the dark. He is soulless-Orion Alaric, that's his name. The son of Duran Alaric, who owns Mystic Institute, a school for supernatural beings, located deep in the fogs of Mount Delos. Mystic Institute takes in over five hundred disciples yearly, and of the five hundred, Orion was determined to find his brother's killer that year, so he joined the school as a superior. There he sat on his throne, and as expected, she came. Samara Hercules, a whitehead witch who's the exact opposite of everyone around him. Unexpectedly she is not the one he's hunting for, but her white hair reminds him of the killer each time he sets eyes on her and that builds a toxic hatred in him for Samara. He was even ready to get rid of her so he wouldn't have to see her face anymore. Let's stop here.... Now are you ready to jump into the book and see how things go? Will Samara ever escape him and his tortures Will romance ever bloom between these two? Will his curse ever get lifted? Will the real killer ever show up? And are you in for the steamy romance, fights, jealousy, betrayal, and series of dramas between the supernaturals? Demons and dark forces? Join this rollercoaster ride, don't miss out.

Fantasy Horror Romance

7.9

Rejecting My Fated Alpha Mate

7.9

Reborn into this life, I deliberately avoided any entanglement with Blake Nguyen. When he was bullied by arrogant young wolves at the academy, I didn’t step in to stop it. When he achieved the highest rank in the pack and led the ceremonial run, I declined invitations from my friends to watch, choosing instead to stay home. When he brought his widowed sister-in-law, Saoirse Cox, to a pack gathering and faced ridicule, I didn’t intervene to smooth things over. In my past life, he gave our only child to Saoirse to raise. From then on, the boy refused to call me "mother," addressing me only by my full name, Lucille Parker. When he grew older, he even urged me to be "dutiful and understanding," suggesting Blake should honor both lineages. But I never expected Blake, just like in my past life, to reject other mating offers and come to my family with a proposal. That’s when it hit me—Blake must have been reborn too. --- When my father sent for me to meet Blake in the pack hall, I was still reeling from the shock.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

I Escaped After My Alpha Poisoned Me for His Mistress

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