Unwanted Vessel: The Secret of the White Wolf
"You were just the incubator, Alex. Iliana is their real mother."
With those words, Alpha Gavyn erased six years of my life.
I had raised his twins, sat up with them through fevers, and loved them as my own while he waited for his "true mate" to return.
But the moment Iliana came back, I became nothing more than a nuisance.
The betrayal didn't stop there.
My children, the ones who used to cling to my leg, looked at me with pure disgust.
"Ew," my daughter sneered. "Daddy says you're just a hairless weakling. Don't touch me!"
She shoved me down the stairs.
Gavyn didn't help me up. He stepped over my bleeding body to comfort Iliana because the smell of my blood "bothered" her.
He forced me to dive into a poisoned lake to retrieve a necklace Iliana threw away, just to humiliate me.
And when kidnappers held us both at gunpoint on a cliff, asking him to save one, he didn't hesitate.
"I choose Iliana," he said, turning his back on me. "You were just a substitute."
As I fell into the abyss, waiting for death, I felt a snap inside my chest.
Gavyn thought he was killing a latent human.
He had no idea that the fall would shatter the seal on my soul.
Mid-air, my bones didn't break—they reshaped.
A blinding white light exploded from my skin.
The Alpha didn't just discard a nanny.
He just unleashed the legendary White Wolf.
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Chapter 5
Alex POV:
The night air was biting, but the Lake of Judgment was liquid ice.
"Jump," Gavyn ordered.
We stood at the edge of the stone pier. The party guests watched—some with pity, most with amusement.
"Gavyn, please," I shivered. "The water... it's freezing. And my leg..."
"The necklace, Alex," he said, unmoved. "Don't come up until you have it."
The guards shoved me.
I hit the water.
The cold was a physical blow. The lake was infused with Wolfsbane to prevent prisoners from swimming away. Even though I was "latent," the poison burned.
I kicked downward. My leg throbbed. Thump. Burn. Thump. Burn.
I surfaced, gasping. "I don't see it!"
"Dive again!" Iliana shouted. "It's my legacy!"
I went down again. And again.
My limbs grew heavy. The cold seeped into my core, dulling the inner fire.
On the fourth dive, my fingers brushed metal. The chain.
I grabbed it and kicked toward the surface, vision tunneling. I dragged myself onto the rocky shore, coughing up water, and held up the necklace.
"Here."
Gavyn snatched it. No towel. No hand.
He fastened it around Iliana's neck.
"Beautiful," he murmured.
"Look at her," Kenneth laughed. "She looks like a wet rat."
"A drowned rat," Kaylin corrected.
The crowd chuckled.
Darkness crept in. Shock took over. I collapsed on the stones.
The last thing I heard was champagne corks popping.
I woke up in the pack hospital's general ward.
"Oh, you're awake," a nurse said, chewing gum. "Hypothermia almost took you."
"Where is Gavyn?"
"With the Luna. She was very traumatized by your outburst. He's comforting her."
It had been two days. No one had checked on me.
My phone buzzed.
Gavyn: You have caused enough embarrassment. When discharged, come to the main house. You will apologize to Iliana on your knees. Then you will begin obedience training.
Obedience training. Breaking the mind.
I stared at the screen.
Something inside me snapped. Not a bone, but a chain.
I ripped the IV out. Blood sprayed. I didn't care.
I dressed in my damp clothes and walked out. No one stopped me. To them, I was a ghost.
A black sedan waited at the curb—a human taxi I'd called with my last savings.
"Where to?"
"The Underground Club," I said. "Downtown."
Neutral territory.
As the car pulled away, I looked back at the pack lands.
I reject you, Gavyn.
I touched my chest. My heart beat slower, stronger.
And in the reflection of the window, for a split second, my eyes weren't brown.
They were silver.
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8.0
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**She's promised to his brother... but branded by his touch. And now the past refuses to stay buried.**
***
**SIENNA**
I thought I buried that night.
The night I gave myself to a stranger. Reckless and wild. No names. No rules. No future.
Just heat. Desperation. A body that made me forget who I was supposed to be.
Now I wear his brother's ring. Planning a future with the man I'm supposed to love.
Then he walks into my engagement party and everything shatters.
Landon Callahan. The black sheep. The rebel. The man who touched me before I knew his name.
He acts like I never existed. Like that night was nothing.
But I remember every breath. Every broken rule. Every moment I came alive.
I should walk away. Should marry Noah and forget.
But Landon has always been the fire I was never meant to touch twice.
*** **
**LANDON**
She was never supposed to be his.
The night I had her, I didn't ask her name. Didn't want to know.
I just knew I'd never forget the way she looked at me. Like I was the only thing she ever wanted.
Then I walk into the engagement party I should have skipped. And see her standing beside my brother.
Now I'm back in the world I swore I'd left behind. And she's the one thing I can't outrun.
She wears his ring. Smiles like she hasn't been in my bed. Pretends I never made her come undone.
But I remember. And so does she.
One night should have been the end.
Instead it was only the beginning.
Because I don't let go of what's mine. Not even for my brother.
8.0
"IS IT TRUE?" Grayson's voice thundered through the room.
"Yes!" Tessa said softly. "Yes it is!"
"So you've been cheating on me, haven't you?" He spat.
Her hands trembled. "No, I swear, it's not like that."
He grabbed her arm, his grip bruising her wrist as she squealed in pain.
"Then whose baby are you carrying, huh?" His voice was ice cold.
Tessa shivered, tears blurring her vision.
"I don't know."
**********
Pregnant with the powerful Roman Blackwood's child, while engaged to his unstable stepbrother - Tessa Quinn becomes the key to a ruthless inheritance war where love has no place.
As secrets unravel and danger closes in, Tessa must protect her unborn child while trapped between love, vengeance, and men who want to own her fate.
8.4
"Are you going to treat me like the enemy?" Raffaele asked, hovering over me like a predator.
"You are the enemy," I sneered.
He smiled. "Careful. You're hurting my feelings."
"I hope I can hurt much more than that."
His eyes darkened. "You forget-I'm the one who can break you."
I vowed never to give my heart to a man. Never let one bend me. Never let one own me.
Then a single night changed everything.
When my best friend became a target, I took her place and caught the attention of the most dangerous man in the city. Raffaele, My friend's older brother, wasn't supposed to see me. We were never meant to meet but the moment his eyes locked on mine, I became his new obsession.
I don't bend and he doesn't let go.
Suddenly caught up in a world of blood and power, resisting a man like Raffaele might cost me everything...heart, body, and soul.
He wants me, dead or alive.
8.8
She married the devil. Then she divorced him. Now she carries his child.
All Isabella Lorenzo wanted was to protect her family, and she thought marrying the ruthless and feared Luca Moretti... heir to the Moretti crime empire would be enough, but she was wrong. Instead of protection, her father was brutally executed and her heart left shattered in a million pieces.
Two years later, she has managed to move on from the past and rebuild her life in the shadows. Every feeling of emotion was buried in her past, but they soon reignite after a reckless night with a masked stranger... a stranger that happens to be Luca Moretti.
Now she's pregnant, and Luca will do anything to get her back.
But forgiveness is not something that exists in her heart anymore... will she be able to fully heal, or will her urge for revenge burn everything down?
8.4
His eyes returned to me-slow, assessing. Then, without warning, his hands shot up and clamped around my throat.
I gasped, instinctively clawing at his arms. He didn't move. "Disobey me again," he said, voice low, stripped of warmth, "and we won't be counting next time."
Even shaking, I lifted my chin. "Then don't mistake silence for obedience," I said hoarsely.
Carlino's voice followed-calm, absolute, as if nothing had happened. "Lock her floor tonight."
That was when it settled. There was no mercy here. No exaggeration. Every word, every threat-he meant them.
He wasn't pretending to be the devil. He simply didn't bother hiding it.
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She hates him.
He refuses to let himself want her.
Lina Gray never thought love would betray her. Until the man she trusted, traded her life to pay his debts. Delivered into the hands of Carlino Lacentra, the Mafia king whose name ends conversations. Lina is stripped of choice and crowned Donna to secure a throne she never asked for. In his world, power is law, loyalty is currency, and a woman beside the king is never just a woman.
7.7
Sylvie Wilfred, a 23-year-old rebellious heiress, suddenly finds her freedom stripped away when her strict billionaire father hires Ryan, an infuriatingly disciplined bodyguard she clashes with from the moment they meet.
Neither of them is prepared for what grows in the silence between them.
When the Wilfred empire suffers a sabotage, Sylvie is forced into an impossible choice:
To save the empire, she has to marry Zade, a young mafia boss with his own dangerous agenda.