Secrets Behind His Betrayal

During my maternity leave, I found myself scrolling through the pack’s online forum to pass the time. That’s when I stumbled upon a post that was rapidly climbing in popularity. The headline read, "I Don’t Envy His Mate Because He Reserves All His Love for Me." Curious, I clicked on it. The profile picture was a butterfly—the same butterfly that matched the tattoo on my mate’s arm. --- Exhaustion from childbirth clung to me like a heavy fog, and the gnawing pain in my back felt like it could snap at any moment. In an attempt to distract myself, I aimlessly scrolled through the pack’s online forum and stumbled upon a post buzzing with activity. The profile picture was a butterfly, identical to the tattoo on Edison’s arm. Intrigued, I opened the post, and each word radiated the brazen audacity of an Omega trying to claim what wasn’t hers. "My mate’s Luna just had his child, and she’s home recovering. I casually mentioned wanting to visit Venice, and he booked a flight immediately.

I worked three double shifts at the garage just to buy a velvet-boxed cake for my wealthy girlfriend, Arleen. But when I pushed open the VIP room door, I saw her lover kissing her bare leg. She didn't push him away. Instead, she laughed and swirled her martini. "I only forgot Finn because I knew he would stay. He is a poor boy from Queens who follows me around like a loyal dog." Later that night, her lover intentionally crashed a Porsche to scare me, sending a piece of jagged metal into my skull. Lying in a growing pool of my own blood, I watched Arleen crawl out of the wreckage. She didn't even look at me. She threw herself at her uninjured lover, screaming for a medic. "He just got scraped by a piece of plastic. He is faking it. Deal with Jaquez first!" When I woke up, I wasn't free. Arleen had locked me in a private hospital wing with 24-hour security, planning to isolate me and keep me as her broken, captive toy forever. My blind, pathetic devotion finally froze into absolute disgust. I looked at the heart monitor next to my bed and grabbed an IV needle. I severed the sensor wire to trigger a flatline, slipped out the fire stairs while the nurses panicked, and burned my identity to ashes. This time, I was going to disappear to London, build my own empire, and watch hers burn.

Denny parades as the Alpha bully...strong, untouchable, feared by all. But beneath the fists and fury, he's hiding a dangerous secret: he is an Omega. A lonely, horny one. When Jay, heir to a rival clan, the true definition of a ruthless Alpha, crashes into his life and challenges his dominance, Denny's carefully built facade begins to crack. Now, it's war...between a real Alpha and a pretender. Except Jay soon saw through Denny...and wanted more than sovereignty. Wanted his muscles and strength in his bed.

My husband chose my sister over me at the darkest point of my life. They left me to die of asthma after throwing my inhaler away. But like a shooting star would appear to the sky, Geoffrey Cohen appeared. I thought I'd forgotten him and would no longer have anything to do with him but FATE said NO

Katelyn Miller's romantic getaway turns into a nightmare when she catches her boyfriend, Mark, in the arms of another woman aboard the Love Boat cruise. Heartbroken and humiliated, she drowns her sorrows in alcohol—only to wake up in a stranger's bed after a passionate, mistaken encounter in cabin 1412. Two weeks later, Katelyn discovers she's pregnant. With Mark coldly cutting ties and her life in shambles, she tracks down the father: Alexander Sterling III, a wealthy, enigmatic lawyer who views their unexpected connection as a problem to be managed. But when he offers her a shocking proposal—a temporary marriage to secure his family's legacy—Katelyn must decide whether to accept his calculated arrangement or face single motherhood alone. As they navigate their forced proximity, secrets emerge: Alexander's lingering ties to another woman, Katelyn's growing doubts about his motives, and the undeniable chemistry that blurs the lines of their contract. But when betrayal strikes again, Katelyn must confront the painful truth—some mistakes can't be undone, and not all fairy tales have happy endings.

On Dominic's birthday, I found myself alone, staring at a table filled with dishes. I waited for Dominic to return with our daughter, Noelle, but instead, I got another taunt from his assistant, Melina. The video showed Dominic and Melina in matching outfits, passionately kissing in his downtown apartment. By now, I'd grown used to such videos. What crushed me was hearing my five-year-old daughter's voice at the end. "Aunt Melina is so pretty and talented, not like my mom. I want Melina to be my mom," Noelle said. In that moment, I lost the will to pretend this already broken marriage could be saved. When I handed Dominic the divorce papers, he thought I was overreacting. "Dominic, let's get a divorce," I said.