Mohamed Mohamed

My family always told me I was just a defective, wolfless Omega, fit only to serve my younger sister, Deedee. But on the night of her wedding to Clint Ryan—a legendary Alpha rumored to be crippled from battle—I woke up in his bridal bed instead. Deedee had drugged me and swapped our places. In my past life, my panic sealed my grave. Clint's sister produced a forged love letter claiming I was a cheating schemer trying to milk their pack for gold. "Throw the shameless stray to the rogues!" they demanded. My own family eagerly agreed, abandoning me to hide the truth: Deedee was pregnant with another man's pup, and they needed a scapegoat to avoid a blood feud. I was branded a traitor, stripped of my dignity, and brutally executed by scavengers in the freezing snow. Until I died, I couldn't accept it. Why did my family throw me into the fire to cover up my sister's filthy scandal? Why was I, a hidden white wolf with ancient healing knowledge, treated like worthless garbage while they lived happily? Opening my eyes again, the cold blade that had pierced my heart was gone, replaced by the suffocating cedar scent of the pureblood Alpha towering over me. I was back on the night I was dumped in Clint's penthouse. This time, I calmly chewed a silver-leaf to clear the poison from my blood. I was going to turn their fake letter into a noose for their own necks.

I woke up from a suffocating void, my twenty-eight years of experience as a top-tier operative merging with the tragic life of a weak Omega named Adeline Cobb. Today was supposed to be my sacred Marking ceremony with my fated mate, Alpha Prince Angelo. Instead, I woke up paralyzed by a chemical lethargy my wicked stepmother had slipped me, only to find my fiancé bare-chested in my bed, entangled with my illegitimate half-sister, Ainsley. When she saw me awake, Ainsley didn't panic. She just snuggled deeper into his arms with a triumphant, provocative smirk. Angelo didn't even sit up. He looked at me with high-handed contempt. "Since you're awake, just stay quiet. Don't disturb me." When I called them out on their disgusting betrayal, his face turned furious. He crashed his powerful Alpha pheromones over me to force my submission. He even threatened to publicly initiate The Rejection right then and there, aiming to completely destroy my reputation and subject me to the soul-deep agony of a severed mate-bond. A man who cheats on his fated mate has no right to invoke the Moon Goddess. I felt the original Adeline's heartbreak, but beneath it burned the absolute, cold hatred of my past life. How dare a prince with no honor and a shameless bastard think they could step all over me? They expected me to cry, to beg, to have a hysterical breakdown. Instead, I looked at him with icy detachment. "This rejection will happen. But it will be me who initiates it." After fighting my way out of the manor and extorting my late mother's massive dowry back from my abusive father, I returned to the Prince's estate. This time, I'm going to make him the first Alpha in history to be publicly dumped by his Omega, and I will take back everything that belongs to me.

I was the fated mate of Alston, the powerful Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, but he treated me like trash while doting on the pack's "angel," Dayana. Everything shattered at a gala when Dayana threw herself down the stairs, faked a miscarriage, and pointed a trembling finger at me. "You... why did you push me?" Without a second thought, my mate looked at me with murderous rage. He publicly humiliated me, stripped me of my title, and exiled me. When I found out I was pregnant with his child and waited in the pouring rain to tell him, he just rolled down his window. "Get lost." He drove off, leaving me in the mud. Later, he cut off my meager survival funds. I nearly died in a building fire and gave birth to our daughter prematurely. I was left homeless in the freezing winter, forced to steal baby formula just to keep her alive. I didn't understand how the sacred mate bond could be so cruel. How could he blindly trust a manipulative liar over his fated mate? How could he leave his own flesh and blood to starve in the streets? Three years later, the dying pack matriarch summoned me back. When I pushed open the doors of his grand manor, I was no longer the broken, weeping girl he threw away. I was a survivor, and I was ready to face them all.

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Vale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

"This is Virella, my wife." Three years. And that was all Alpha Kaelen gave me. No welcome. No touch. No recognition. Just another woman at his side, carrying his child. While I ruled in his absence, I was nothing more than a placeholder. A Luna he never chose. So I gave up. And I left. One rejection was all it took to break the bond. When I returned, I wasn't the Luna he abandoned. I was untouchable, respected, and feared. And no longer his to claim. Now he watches me like a man drowning... Because the woman he discarded came back as something far beyond his reach. And this time, I didn't come alone. The Alpha of Ebonmoon stands beside me, his presence crushing, and his hand firm on my waist... "Careful, Kaelen," his voice drops, dark with warning. "Rowena isn't yours anymore." His lips brush my temple, possessively. "She's mine. If you try to take her, I'll end you."

I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster. When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison. They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow. Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago. They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn. They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon. Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm. The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle. I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash.

Amy grew up as the Beta's daughter, loyal to the pack to point of losing herself, convinced that fate would one day reward her devotion. When the sacred bond finally marked her as the mate of the future Alpha, she believed she had found her true love. But the ecstasy of one night turned into the dawn of condemnation: in front of the entire pack, she was stripped of her rank, her mate, and her future-all for her own sister, who carried the future Alpha's child. Amy finally learned that destiny could be denied, bargained away, trampled upon. She stood tall as they took everything from her, bowed her head as they humiliated her, and personally prepared the wedding invitations for the man who had chosen her... then abandoned her. At that, something within her froze, fractured, transformed. Rejecting a sacred bond chosen by the Moon Goddess always had consequences, and one day, the pack would face the consequences of defying the Goddess's will.

Talia Ashford has spent fifteen years hiding behind a glamour charm that makes her look plain, weak, and forgettable. Her stepmother, Vivienne Cress, reduced her to a servant after her mother disappeared in a mysterious fire. The pack believes Talia is worthless. On the day the Alpha of Shadowfang arrives, Celeste hits Talia and blames her for bad luck. But when Talia is called to the bonding ceremony, the bonding stone reveals a shocking truth. Talia is already bonded to Kaelen Frost, the cold and powerful Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack. Now Talia must survive her stepmother's schemes, hide her true powers, and uncover the truth about her mother – all while convincing the most dangerous wolf in the territory that she is not the weakling everyone believes her to be.

I was waiting at the Registry Hall to formalize my mate bond with Gabe, my childhood sweetheart and the Alpha of our pack. He was thirty-two minutes late. When I finally found him in a private VIP lounge, his hands were buried in my cousin's hair, their lips locked together. Hailee was supposed to be my maid of honor. Instead of apologizing, Gabe looked me dead in the eye and used his Alpha authority to publicly reject me. The severing of our ten-year bond tore my soul apart, but the nightmare didn't stop there. My grandfather immediately called, demanding I clean up a mess Hailee had made. When I refused, he disowned me on the spot, froze every single one of my bank accounts, and stripped me of my family name. Within hours, my entire pack erased my existence, gleefully announcing Hailee as their new Luna. I had given my entire life to a family and a man who discarded me like worthless trash the second I became inconvenient. I was left broken, humiliated, and utterly penniless in the blink of an eye. But as I stumbled out of that sterile hall, a terrifyingly beautiful stranger stepped out of the shadows, radiating a primal power that made my knees weak. He was Caden Sinclair, the ruthless Lycan King, and he was dodging a forced political union of his own. "You need a shield. I need a wife. Marry me." Without hesitation, I signed the Eternal Vow.

Emilia Taylor was the most unwanted daughter of the Frostridge Pack. She had no wolf, no status, and no one who truly loved her. After failing to awaken at the age of twenty-two, she was betrayed by her lover, abandoned by her family, and finally sent by her father to the Silver Moon Pack-to become Sebastian Simons' seventh bride. Sebastian was the Alpha everyone feared. Rumor had it that none of his first six wives had met a good end, and every woman who married him eventually became another name on the list of the dead. Everyone was waiting for Emilia to die. But they did not know that her failed awakening had not left her with nothing. Instead, she had gained the ability to read minds. She could hear the malice and lies hidden behind every smile. Everyone's thoughts were open to her. Except Sebastian's. She could not hear his mind, nor could she see through his secrets. When a wolfless girl abandoned by everyone meets a cold-blooded Alpha haunted by the mystery of six dead wives, will she become his next victim-or the only one who can break the curse?

I was three months pregnant when the car hit me. Lying there, barely hanging on, I called my husband-Alpha Ethan-over and over. No answer. When I finally woke up from the pain, I saw a post from his first love, Ivy. "Thank you, Alpha, for knowing how scared I am of the dark and staying with me all night. He even cleared his whole schedule today to take me to the auction, just to give me the best gift in the world. I'm so happy!" Right then, it hit me. While I was fighting to protect our child, he was with another she-wolf. I calmly liked her post and put my phone away. Since he chose his first love, I chose to let go. Seven days from now, I'd leave his world for good-with our child.

I was the "wolfless" Omega of the Stephenson Pack, treated like garbage for twenty years. When the wealthy Ramirez Pack offered an alliance, my adoptive family forced me to take my sister's place. I was to be the sacrificial bride for Calvin Ramirez, a terrifying Alpha King dying from a vicious curse. In my past life, I cried and begged them not to send me away. I blindly trusted my boyfriend, Pierce, who promised to save me. But I didn't know he was sleeping with my sister the whole time. Once they squeezed every drop of wealth from my forced marriage, they orchestrated my "accidental" death. As I lay dying in a pool of my own blood, I watched my sister and my boyfriend laughing over my corpse. They mocked me for being a pathetic, useless genetic dead end. Until the moment my heart stopped, I didn't understand why my absolute devotion only bought me a grave. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the morning I was supposed to be handed over to the Alpha King. This time, I calmly looked at my hypocritical family. "I'll do it, but I want a legally binding Pack Severance Agreement." "And all the alliance gifts from the Ramirez Pack belong to me." I watched their faces turn pale with sheer horror as my new power awakened. In this life, I choose to watch them burn.

Accidentally murdered the bride? Check. Forced to marry the cursed Alpha who's lost six wives? Check. Now wearing her dress, dragged to his bed, while the pack waits outside for proof he's fucked me raw? Double check. Remi was just trying to catch her cheating boyfriend in the act. Instead, she tripped, ripped lace, and cracked a skull. Now Alpha Nero Blackwater owns her. "Bride for bride," he growls. "You owe me a wedding... and a womb." The curse kills his mates before dawn. Unless he plants an heir fast. But something's wrong. What if there was never a curse at all? One night to survive. One claiming to break everything. One Alpha who'll fuck her senseless... even if it's the last thing she feels.