His Unwanted Mate: Rise Of The White Wolf

"Just sign the damn paper, Ava." Liam, the Alpha I had served and loved for three years, threw a confession across the table. He wanted me to admit to corporate espionage—a crime actually committed by his fragile, innocent mistress, Chloe. When I refused, Liam didn't hesitate. He pulled up a live feed of my dying mother in the pack hospital and held his finger over the 'Terminate Life Support' button. "She is pack property. Sign, or the machine turns off." To save my mother, I signed away my rank, my reputation, and my freedom. I became a Rogue. But taking the fall wasn't enough for them. Two days later, Chloe trapped me in the lab to steal my life's work. To cover her tracks, she sabotaged the servers and set the room on fire. When the flames roared to life, Liam burst in. He saw me trapped in a glass box, choking on poisonous fumes. He saw Chloe standing safely by the door, faking a sprained ankle. He looked at me. Then he looked at her. "I'm sorry," he mouthed. He scooped up the arsonist and ran, leaving me to be consumed by the inferno. As the fire melted my skin, the pathetic love I held for him finally died. But I didn't. Instead of turning to ash, an ancient, terrifying power exploded from my core. My eyes snapped open, glowing a blinding white. I reached out through the mind-link to the one man Liam feared most. "Ethan? I'm ready to burn the Blackwood Pack to the ground."

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Chapter 4

Ava POV:

Passersby stared but did nothing. Just another domestic dispute.

"I don't have them," I lied, guarding my inner pocket.

"Liar," Liam snarled.

He shoved me against the wet brick wall. His hands roamed over my body, rough and invasive. A violation of power.

"Stop!"

He pinned my wrists. "I own you, Ava. Until you leave the city limits, you are subject to my laws."

He reached into my jacket and pulled out the notebook.

"Here it is," he smirked. "The cure. Chloe will be very pleased."

"She can't even read those formulas!" I screamed. "She'll kill someone!"

"She has you," Liam said, eyes gleaming. "You're going to write the paper for her. You're going to simplify the data."

"I'd rather die."

"That can be arranged."

Something snapped.

I lunged forward and sank my teeth into his forearm. I tasted the hot, metallic tang of Alpha blood.

"Ahhh!" Liam roared, shaking me off.

He looked at the bleeding bite mark in shock. A Beta shouldn't be able to pierce an Alpha's skin.

"You bitch."

He backhanded me.

The blow sent me sprawling into a muddy puddle. Vision swimming. Blood in my mouth.

Before I could get up, he dragged me by the hair toward the SUV.

He drove back to the Vanderbilt Tower, dragging me down to the basement labs.

Chloe was waiting at the main terminal.

"Did you get it?"

Liam threw the notebook on the desk. "Fix the data. Ava is going to help."

"I don't need help," Chloe pouted. "But... oops."

A red alert flashed. DATABASE DELETED.

"What did you do?" Liam asked.

"I tried to transfer the files, but Ava put a virus in the system!" Chloe cried. "She wiped the servers!"

It was a lie. I could see the `DELETE '.'` command line. She was incompetent.

"I didn't—"

Liam grabbed my throat and slammed me against the glass wall.

"You destroy my legacy?" His eyes were fully black.

He opened the chemical storage room door—a glass box filled with volatile solvents. He threw me inside.

"You stay in there until you recreate the data," he ordered. "If not done by midnight..."

He turned to Chloe. "Let's go."

"Liam," I banged on the glass. "The ventilation is off! Chloe cut the power! The fumes—"

"Think about that next time you try to sabotage my mate," he said coldly.

He locked the door.

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My daughter Jodie died in my arms. The doctor' s words were a death sentence: "Severe neglect. Malnutrition. Multiple internal injuries." But my husband, the famous life coach Julian Maynard, didn't mourn. He issued a public statement. He called Jodie a "challenging child" and twisted her death into a tragedy about mental health, all to enhance his compassionate image. He even publicly forgave the boy who had tormented her, the same boy he brought into our home to teach Jodie "resilience." My own life ended in a fire, a final, violent release from a world of his making. As the flames consumed me, I couldn't understand. How could the man I loved build his legacy on the grave of our daughter and the ruins of my life? Then, I opened my eyes. The divorce papers sat on the table, his signature a stark black stain. It was years earlier. Before the fire. Before Jodie died.

Modern Romance

9.7

Cop's Affair, Friend's Death

9.7

Detective Han Si-woo is a dedicated officer whose life shatters when his closest friend is found dead under mysterious circumstances. As he investigates the tragedy, he becomes entangled in a dangerous and illicit affair that threatens to compromise his professional integrity. Caught between his search for the truth and a consuming passion, Si-woo must navigate a web of secrets. Every clue he uncovers brings him closer to a dark reality that could destroy everything he loves.

Modern Mystery Romance

7.8

Drunk and Married to My Best Friend's Brother

7.8

Kylie Miller had been a quintessential good girl for over twenty years. Her only two outrageous actions were agreeing to her best friend Mina Hall's request to pursue her twin brother, and getting drunk and hiring a "male prostitute", which resulted in them having sex. When she sobered up, not only had she inexplicably married the "male prostitute", but she had also let him move in. Mina was furious, convinced that Kylie had fallen into a trap. However, Kylie looked at the bank card balance her husband had given her. The balance was so high she could hardly believe it. Kylie wondered-were male prostitutes all this driven these days? He not only traveled all over the country on business trips, but also had to attend shareholder meetings. Even in his busy schedule, he wouldn't forget to ask her for sex. Wait a minute, at the late family gathering, why was her husband so familiar with Mina?

Modern Romance

8.0

He Chose The Mistress, She Signed Her Own Death Certificate

8.0

Eight years of devotion crumbled under one calculated betrayal. Diagnosed with a terminal illness and given only a year, Olivia faced heartbreak when her husband cheated with a student she had sponsored and asked for divorce. "She only has a year to live... can't you let her have this?" he pleaded, unaware Olivia hid the same fate. Without protest, she signed and returned to science, determined to leave something behind. Believing they'd reunite, he waited-never knowing she was running out of time. During a clinical trial, she burned through her final days. Only after her death did he learn the truth, collapsing in regret. "Olivia... I was wrong."

Modern Romance Sci-Fi Young Adult

9.2

Intricacies of the heart

9.2

When a determined woman from humble beginnings moves in with Crest, a wealthy and guarded man with a complicated past, their worlds collide in a whirlwind of passion, secrets, and unexpected family ties. As love grows amidst challenges from fractured relationships and guarded hearts to surprising new beginnings, they must learn to trust, forgive, and build a future together. But when the past threatens to unravel their fragile peace, will their bond be strong enough to hold? A heartfelt journey of love, resilience, and the power of chosen family.

Adventure Modern Romance

8.9

My Baby, My Strength, Our Future

8.9

The mangled car teetered on the cliff's edge, my leg crushed, gasoline fumes thick in the air. My husband, Holden, stood safe on the highway, directing the rescue – but not for me. He was saving her, the woman in the passenger seat, leaving me and our unborn child to the ocean below. I woke trapped in the crushed Maybach, leg pinned. The cliff loomed; the driver's seat was empty. Holden, safe outside, directed paramedics past me to Giana, his "most valuable asset," ordering her rescue first. I watched him comfort Giana, oblivious, as the car slid. My baby barely viable. Holden offered a black card for silence; Giana gloated. Ten years of devotion, a cruel lie. Rage fueled me: how could he abandon his wife and child? I swore a venomous oath: never again an accessory. I flicked his card away, shielded my pregnancy, and promised my baby escape.

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