My Mate Dress Me As A Donkey To Please His Lover

After Mom Eleanor killed herself, I fell apart completely-she was driven to it by those fake news stories calling her a "homewrecker" and the anonymously leaked videos that showed all my humiliations. I planned to settle in Westron Town after the event. But when I went to the pack's migration office to start the process, Derek showed up again. He tossed me a check to buy my silence, saying he'd lie to the pack that Mom died from depression. I was so angry I tore the check to shreds. He grabbed me, yelling that I'd never be his mate. Later, reporters swarmed me, badgering me about Mom's "scandal." I tried to report it to the enforcers, but no one would help. Derek even forced me to kneel and apologize to Brittany. And Brittany was worse-she knew I was allergic to alcohol, yet still made me chug ten bottles. I endured so much-but finally, my migration papers came through, and I escaped to Westron Town.

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I'm Hannah Caldwell, and my world shattered the night my so-called mate, Derek Sullivan, sided with his childhood sweetheart, Brittany Kane, over a stupid dress clash.

Right there, in front of everyone, he had his goons strip me down to my underwear.

He shoved a contract in my face, demanding I sign a promise never to use anything Brittany did. Eyes-vicious, mocking-raked over my bare skin.

Humiliation burned so fierce it nearly choked me.

Clutching myself, I scribbled my name, my eyes blazing as I glared at Derek.

"Can I put my clothes on now?" I spat.

Derek blew out a lazy smoke ring, his gaze dripping with cruel amusement. "Sure. But it'll cost you."

He nodded to his bodyguard, who tossed me a donkey costume. "You wanna steal Brittany's spotlight? Here's your shot."

"Wear it, and we'll call it even."

A spotlight hit me, blinding, suffocating, pinning me to a pillar of shame. I lost count of how many times Derek's pulled this crap for Brittany.

When Brittany flunked her college entrance exam, Derek swapped my scores with hers, leaving me stuck with a high school diploma.

When Brittany shoplifted expensive jewelry and got caught, Derek threw me in jail to take the fall

When she plagiarized my papers, he paid off the press to paint me as the thief.

Now, just because Brittany cried all night over a matching dress, Derek had me stripped in front of his rich, spoiled friends, letting them leer at me like wolves circling prey.

"What's wrong? Not game?" Derek stubbed out his cigarette, his cold stare making my heart stutter. "Then don't wear anything at all."

The room erupted in laughter.

"Derek, your pet's got some fight today!" one of his buddies jeered.

"Ten grand says she's barking like a donkey in under a minute!" another bet.

"Let's help her out!" a third chimed in.

Before I could react, Derek's pack of wolves forced the donky costume onto me, pinning me to the floor, their vile taunts flying. I tried to fight, but Derek's icy voice cut through: "Don't forget our deal."

My face went pale. I froze. When my mom, Eleanor Caldwell, brought me into Derek's father Charles Sullivan's pack, Derek forced me to sign a twisted pact: obey him, or he'd use "homewrecker" gossip to destroy my mom, who was already battling crippling depression and suicidal thoughts. I couldn't risk him pushing her over the edge. So I signed, becoming the pack's infamous "lapdog." Whatever Derek demanded, I gave.

I don't even know how I got back to the Sullivan pack's villa, stumbling in that heavy, humiliating costume, my body bruised, tears and blood streaking my face, strangers' cold stares cutting into me.

My heart felt like it was suffocating, but the thought of Mom at home, arranging flowers, waiting for me with that hopeful smile, lit a spark in my dull eyes.

I changed, forced a smile, and stepped into the yard-when a deafening crash stopped me cold. A body plummeted from above, landing at my feet.

Screams erupted around me. I looked down, and my world collapsed. Mom's face, bloodied, eyes wide open in death, stared back at me among the vibrant green plants.

"Mom?" I whispered, my heart clawed apart.

I dropped to my knees, trembling as I grabbed her cold hand. The chill stopped my breath. A desperate scream tore from me. "MOM!"

Her phone was open to a news article about Charles cheating. The headline screamed: Caldwell She-Wolf and Pup Destroyed Original Mate, Seduced Sullivan Wolves to Rise! Below, anonymously leaked, were years of hotel records between me and Derek, plus videos of my humiliations. The comments were daggers.

No wonder Charles broke his bond. Those Caldwell vixens seduced him! Homewreckers!

Shameless she-wolves! They targeted Charles, now Derek!

They murdered the original mate! Killers!

Mom's final recording played, simple and devastating: "Hannah, is my death the only way you'll have a future?" I broke, sobbing.

Fury drove me to call Derek, demanding answers.

Those records, those videos-only he and his rich wolf friends had them. He just sneered. "What, it's not true? If your mom hadn't seduced my dad, my mom wouldn't have killed herself. A life for a life."

I was hollowed out. Charles had forced Mom into that bond, coerced her with threats and promises. Yet Derek blamed us, unleashing his hate on me and Mom.

I did CPR on her lifeless body, whispering to her, begging her eyes to open, until my voice gave out and my eyes burned red. Only then did I accept she was gone forever.

Numb, I cleaned the blood from her body and sat vigil for a day and a night. Grief killed something in me. After her burial, I called Daniel Mercer, the pack-wide ice skating coach.

"Daniel, I'm in for the international skating competition."

Mom gave her life to set me free. I'd make every step forward shine.

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Framed for a crime she didn't commit, a young woman's world shatters when her billionaire husband believes the lies over her innocence. Stripped of her dignity and cast out into the cold, she is forced to flee the life she once knew. As she navigates the shadows of betrayal, she must survive the pursuit of those who want her silenced. Can she clear her name and reclaim her future, or will the weight of false accusations destroy her forever?

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.4

From Rejected Rogue to the Supreme Alpha's Queen

8.4

Three years after being rejected for having "no wolf," I returned to my old pack's territory. I wasn't the pathetic human girl anymore; I was the Luna of the Supreme Alpha. But to test them, I wore plain grey clothes and blocked my scent. My ex-mate, August, took the bait instantly. He cornered me at the Alpha Summit, mocking my appearance. "We need a nanny to wash diapers," he sneered in front of the dignitaries. "Since you're a starving Rogue, I'll offer you the job. You can sleep in the servants' quarters." When I refused, he turned his venom on my three-year-old son, calling him a "bastard." My son bit him in defense. That was when August’s new mate grabbed a lethal silver knife and lunged at my child. I threw myself in front of the blade. It pierced my shoulder, the silver burning like acid. August laughed, thinking he had just rid the world of a weak human. He didn't know he had just drawn the blood of the legendary White Wolf. The entire hall fell silent as the ground began to shake. My husband, the Supreme Alpha, kicked open the doors, his eyes glowing with murderous intent. He didn't look at the trembling Council. He looked at the knife in my shoulder. "You drew Royal blood," he whispered, the sound terrifyingly low. "Close the doors. No one leaves alive."

Romance Werewolf

8.9

I Escaped After My Alpha Betrayed Me and Our Son

8.9

After her Alpha mate’s cruel betrayal, a heartbroken werewolf mother chooses to flee with her young son to protect their future. Determined to escape the pain and treachery of her former pack, she seeks a new life far from the man who broke his vows. However, the bonds of their shared past and the secrets of their lineage make a clean break impossible. She must navigate a dangerous world to safeguard her child from his own father.

Fantasy Romance Werewolf

7.5

Married to the CEO by Morning

7.5

After my boyfriend of four years publicly humiliated me at a charity gala, calling me a "charity case," I drowned my sorrows at a dive bar and had a one-night stand with a stranger. I woke up the next morning in a luxury hotel suite to find out the stranger was Christian Porter, the most ruthless billionaire on Wall Street. Worse, paparazzi had photographed us leaving the bar. He coldly informed me that the photos would create a scandal that could tank his company's upcoming IPO, costing him hundreds of millions. As if my world wasn't collapsing fast enough, I got a call that my younger brother had been arrested for assaulting my ex in my defense. Christian didn't want my apology; he wanted a solution. He slammed a prenuptial agreement on the table in front of me. He gave me an ultimatum: sign a two-year marriage contract to turn the scandal into a corporate fairy tale, or he would ruin me. Trapped, I agreed. But when my furious brother confronted him at the police station, Christian looked him dead in the eye and said something that left me breathless. "I didn't marry her to solve a problem," he said, his voice echoing in the small room. "I married her because I've been in love with her for ten years."

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.6

My Husband Framed My Family to Protect His Mistress

8.6

Betrayed by the man she once trusted, a woman watches in horror as her husband orchestrates the downfall of her entire family. His ruthless scheme aims to shield his secret mistress from the consequences of her actions, leaving his wife’s world in ruins. Driven by a burning need for justice, she must navigate a dangerous path of revenge and high-stakes action. Can she expose his treachery and reclaim her family's honor against his deadly web of lies?

Action Modern Romance

7.3

Reborn: Marrying My Ex's Comatose Uncle

7.3

Ciel Miller opened her eyes to the blinding lights of a Manhattan ballroom, realizing she had been reborn on the exact night her life was ruined. On the stage, the billionaire patriarch of the Chavez family was proudly announcing her engagement to his arrogant grandson, Harry. In her past life, Ciel had blindly accepted his outstretched hand. That single step plunged her into a suffocating marriage filled with public humiliation and psychological torture, slowly draining her life away until she died. Harry had treated her like a pathetic stray dog, flaunting his absolute ownership while systematically destroying her. Now, as the polite applause echoed, Harry extended his hand with a sickening smirk, waiting for her to lower her head and submit. Instead, Ciel stood perfectly rigid and publicly rejected him in front of the entire New York elite. Harry's face drained of color, while his family quickly mocked her. "This is a cheap, embarrassing trick to get his attention," his sister sneered. Harry's arrogant smirk crawled back. He fully believed she was just throwing a childish tantrum to make him jealous, convinced she was absolutely nothing without his wealth and status. But Ciel looked at the man who had killed her in her past life with freezing disgust. Then, she turned to the powerful patriarch and dropped a bombshell that left the entire ballroom gasping for air. "If the family insists on taking care of me, I will marry into the Chavez family." "But I want to marry the comatose war hero. I want to marry General Deacon Chavez." She would rather spend the rest of her life with a "vegetable" than wake up next to a monster.

Fantasy Modern Romance

My Mate Dress Me As A Donkey To Please His Lover

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