The Unwanted Luna: Claimed By The True Alpha King

For seven years, I was the barren, wolf-less Luna, tolerating my husband's coldness and his "friendship" with Haven. I thought I was defective. Until I found the papers transferring our pack's wealth to Haven's son—a boy with Aiden's eyes. When I tried to leave, Haven framed me for kidnapping the child. Aiden didn't ask for an explanation. He didn't check the tracker that proved my innocence. He let them drag me to a warehouse, bound in silver chains that burned my skin. Drugged into a feral state, my own mate beat me until my ribs shattered, believing I was a rogue enemy. Through the haze of pain, I heard Haven's voice over the intercom, laughing. "She thinks she donated a kidney to you, Aiden. She doesn't know we drained her Wolf Essence to boost your power." My weakness wasn't a sickness. It was a theft. They had cannibalized my soul to build his throne. I was supposed to die there. But as Aiden walked away, leaving me in a pool of blood, a power I thought was lost ignited in my veins. I dragged myself to the wall and wrote with trembling, bloody fingers: "I REJECT YOU." The bond severed with a crack like thunder. They thought they were burying a dog. They didn't realize they were waking a Phoenix.

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Charlotte POV:

I woke up to the smell of bleach and rubbing alcohol.

I was in a VIP room at the Pack Hospital. Kayla, my best friend and one of the few Betas who didn't treat me like garbage, sat in the chair.

"You're awake," she said softly. "Found you on the floor, Lottie. Fever of 104. Aiden... wasn't there."

"Business," I rasped.

"Business?" Kayla scoffed. "If by business you mean sitting in the pediatric ward with Haven, then sure."

I sat up, ripping the IV tape. "Take me there."

"Lottie, no..."

"Now, Kayla."

I walked down the hallway, clutching the IV pole. Even with dull senses, I smelled it. Cedar and rain.

I stopped outside a room. Blinds partially drawn.

Haven sat on the bed, sobbing beautifully. Aiden paced, flooding the hallway with calming pheromones he never wasted on me.

"They called him a bastard, Aiden!" Haven cried. "The other pups... said he has no father."

Aiden stopped. He wrapped his arms around her. "He is not a bastard. He is my son. The future Alpha."

"But Charlotte..."

"Charlotte is a placeholder!" Aiden roared, punching the wall. Plaster crumbled.

I flinched. Usually, he'd turn that rage on me. But here, he took a deep breath. He controlled the madness for her.

"She gave me her kidney years ago," Aiden said, voice lower. "I owe her life. That is the only reason she is still Luna. But once Leo shifts... once the Council sees his power... I will annul the marriage."

"I'm pregnant again, Aiden," Haven whispered.

Silence. Then, Aiden fell to his knees, pressing his face against her stomach. Reverent.

"I will protect you," he vowed. "I will protect our pack."

Our pack.

I wasn't part of the "our." I was the obstacle.

I didn't scream. A cold calm settled over me. The death of hope.

I turned and walked back to my room, ripping the IV out of my arm. Blood trickled down, but I didn't feel it.

"Lottie?" Kayla ran after me.

"Take me back to the Manor," I said. "I have something to do."

Back at the estate, the house was quiet. I walked into the living room.

Crash.

Leo stood by the fireplace. At his feet lay the shattered remains of a porcelain doll. An antique, imbued with a protection spell from my grandmother. The totem of my maternal line.

Leo smirked, eyes gleaming with malice.

"Oops. It was ugly anyway. Mommy says all your things are ugly."

Something inside me snapped.

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After a devastating shipwreck leaves her the sole survivor, Elara is rescued by Silas Vane, a reclusive billionaire living on a private island. While his wealth is vast, his past is shrouded in dark secrets that mirror the depths of the ocean. As Elara recovers, she finds herself drawn to her enigmatic savior, but strange occurrences suggest she isn't safe. In this high-stakes mystery, she must uncover the truth before the abyss claims her heart.

Billionaire Mystery Romance

7.1

After Divorce:My arrogant ex-husband regrets

7.1

I sat alone at my long marble dining table, staring at a plate of cold truffle risotto. My husband, Jere, was late again, claiming he was stuck in a "war zone" of a board meeting for a multi-billion dollar merger. A single Instagram notification shattered the silence. It was a photo of a candlelit birthday dinner, featuring a man's hand resting on a white tablecloth. I recognized the slight veins, the jagged scar on the thumb, and the navy-faced Patek Philippe watch I had spent six months tracking down as a wedding gift. Jere wasn't in a boardroom; he was celebrating his ex-girlfriend Irina's birthday while texting me to "don't wait up." The next morning, I followed him to a VIP hospital wing. I watched through a cracked door as my husband cuddled a five-year-old boy and whispered tender promises to Irina. When he came home, he tried to buy my silence with a rare pink diamond bracelet, but I found the receipt: he had bought two identical ones. He had branded his wife and his mistress with matching jewelry, using hidden trackers to keep us both on a leash. When I confronted him, he didn't flinch. He coldly reminded me that he owned my father's massive debts and could send him to prison for insolvency fraud with one phone call. "Stop with the attitude, Deliah," he said. I felt like a ghost haunting my own life, trapped in a gilded cage by the man who paid for my mother's heart surgery while keeping a secret family across town. The humiliation peaked at our rescheduled anniversary dinner when Jere received a text, threw a stack of hundreds at me like I was a stranger, and abandoned me in a crowded restaurant to rush back to her. "Pay the bill," he commanded before walking out. Standing in the wreckage of a shattered crystal vase back at the penthouse, I realized my silence was the only thing keeping his empire standing. I pulled the crumpled divorce papers from my purse and signed my name with a steady hand. I wasn't just walking away; I was calling his sister to help me burn his perfect world to the ground.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.4

His Fake Heiress Sister Cost Him Everything

8.4

After Adrian Whitmore banishes his wife for thirty days to appease his scheming adopted sister, his spouse decides she is done playing the victim. Reclaiming her power, she rejects her massive inheritance, demands millions in back pay, and revokes the crucial safety patent keeping his empire afloat. While her ungrateful family sides with the imposter, she starts a rival tech firm next door. Stripped of her devotion, they will finally realize she was the true genius behind their fortune.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.8

I Became His Cure, They Lost Their Minds

9.8

Possessing a body with a unique nourishing effect, the protagonist suffers through two failed engagements. Her first fiancé broke his vows only to leave her out of guilt, while her second claimed she could never satisfy him. After discovering both men treating a mutual friend with the purity they denied her, she abandons her despair. Instead of ending her life, she accepts a deal to marry the Lowell family's son and treat his impotence, leaving her past betrayals behind.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.3

I Gave Him My Heart, Then Vanished on Our Wedding Day

9.3

After receiving a life-saving transplant, Lorenzo vows to indulge in countless affairs before marrying Adela. Overhearing his callous boasts about his infidelity with their wedding’s mistress of ceremonies, Adela remains silent. Lorenzo is unaware she understands his language or his betrayal. While he plans to settle down after his final flings, Adela, living with an artificial heart, has already arranged an assisted death service abroad to escape their hollow union forever.

Modern Mystery Romance

8.7

Left the Don, Became Real Principessa

8.7

After five years of risking her life to help Marco become Don, Elena is publicly betrayed at his succession ceremony. Marco abandons her for Sophia Romano, accusing Elena of infidelity based on a photo of her with another man. Exiled and insulted as lowborn, Elena leaves without revealing that the man in the picture is actually her brother, the head of the elite Corleone family. When her true identity as a powerful Principessa is finally revealed, a desperate Marco returns to beg for her mercy.

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