I hate that I love you, Alpha

Ramos The manner in which they yelled in my direction, ordering me to come to an immediate and complete stop, caused me to tremble. My entire life flashed before my eyes in a matter of seconds, and I saw myself either dead or, what was even worse, spending the rest of my life locked up until I was rotten. They were already too close, and the warrior's abilities in fighting and their speed were much higher than anyone else's, so even if I tried to run away, I would never make it anywhere; even if I dared to try, I would never make it anywhere. My heart was pounding wildly in my chest, and I didn't even dare or have the ability to flee. I merely fixed my position there and stood there in my assigned role. I took a deep breath and looked at them, but in an instant, they had moved on past me and were now focusing on someone else who had been following us. I was overcome with emotion; it never occurred to me that I could be so fortunate. I heaved heavily. They weren't yelling at me, but rather at another person in the room. They placed handcuffs on the individual, then removed him. During this time, I hastened my pace as I headed in the direction of the stores. I required some space and time in order to resume my regular breathing. I never in a million years would have predicted that would be successful. "praise be to God." I had conversations with myself, attempting to regain my composure and pull myself together. After that, I wiped my face clean of the sweat that had accumulated there. I walked to the jewelry store, and fortunately, there were no other customers; I just didn't want anyone else to see me selling the rings. After all, I had dreamed of the day that I would propose to Evelyn, and everything was ruined when it didn't work out as planned. I felt uneasy about selling them. I was greeted by the vendor, who asked if there was anything I could do for me. "Are you interested in making a purchase of any kind?" I choked up and shook my head while trying to hide my embarrassment as I said, "actually, I want to sell something." After that, I took my time to show him the rings, and when I was finished, he took them from my hand. After he had checked them out, he turned to me and said, "Well, I can pay you a thousand dollars." I sputtered in disbelief and questioned, "What! To such a small degree? On the other hand, I paid three thousand dollars for them! This is not right in any way."  I was fuming with rage to the point of exhaustion. He gave a shrug of his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, but I simply cannot pay any more.  This is the deal I'm willing to make." As if he killed me. I had high hopes that he would be able to increase the amount he paid me so that we could both improve our living situation by moving into a nicer home and increase our wardrobes with the additional funds. "so, you can't pay any more than that? In no way does it come close to the asking price! Make sure you double check everything! Please, I really could use some of that money." I was so close to pleading with the man. After giving me a thorough examination, the man said, "Okay, I will give you $1,500 for both of them, but I swear I can't pay any more. I want to make it clear that I am not trying to take advantage of you in any way, but, to be completely honest, I have not been successful in selling anything recently. That concludes everything that I have to offer." I took a look at the person and got the impression that he was trustworthy; despite the fact that I intended to inquire at a different retailer, I went ahead and agreed to what he had to offer by saying, "okay." Deal.” Following that, he handed the money over to me. I walked out of the store and made the decision that before I bought any new clothing, I would first look up the cost of a single night's stay in a nearby hotel. Therefore, I set out on foot and proceeded to walk almost two miles until I reached a four-star hotel. Although it appeared to be an expensive option, I was compelled to stay there. Consequently, I entered the hotel and proceeded forward until I reached the receptionist, at which point I posed the following question to her: "Please, how much does it cost for two people for one night?" After she looked at me, I realized that my appearance wasn't good enough; after all, I had some dirt on my shirt, so I immediately told her, "Sorry, my car broke down in the middle of the way, and that's why I look like this." Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find the time to change my clothes." She gave a reassuring grin and a slight nod before continuing, "Oh, okay, I see that you're not omega either, but you don't seem to be from a green warrior's pack.  I was wondering if you were in town for a visit." I lied and said, "yes, somewhat, so could you please tell me the price?" She immediately checked the rooms that were available and then said, "we don't have standard rooms; the only ones that are available are suites, and the cost per night is $3,000." “what! How much is that exactly?" I blinked, shocked. I was completely unprepared for the possibility that it could be that expensive! After doing some additional research on her computer, she confirmed by nodding and saying, "but there's a standard room that's going to be available in six hours, and it only costs $400 per night." I felt a sense of relief wash over me as I placed my hand on my chest and exclaimed, "Oh, thank god, I will take it." I was forced to sleep there for two nights before I called a friend and asked him if he could assist me in finding a good job and a place to stay. During that time, I had to make do with the uncomfortable situation. She flashed me a grin before requesting my identification and saying, "Sure, could you please give me your identification card?" That was by far the most difficult challenge for me! I do not possess one, and even if I did have my identification card with me at all times, I would never make use of it. I started to shake slightly before confessing to her that "unfortunately, I lost it. Is it possible to make reservations for just one night without it?" She then gave me an odd and suspicious look before speaking to me in a harsh tone and telling me "no, you can't." Then she ignored me and ended the conversation by turning her head away and talking with another sophisticated alpha who, based on his scent, appeared to be the pack's alpha. "alpha argon! Welcome.” The receptionist gave him a warm smile and bowed her head to show her respect. That Alpha Argon was being pursued by an excessive number of warriors, so a number of staff members hurriedly approached him to offer their greetings. The alpha inquired, "How are things progressing around here?" The hotel's manager rushed over to him as soon as he called and told him that everything was in excellent condition.The alpha then said, "Put all of the files on my desk; I will go and check everything now, and make sure to send the mechanic to check on my Limo.  Something went wrong, and the driver was unable to rectify the situation." The manager shook slightly before responding, "Sure, but the mechanic isn't available right now.   Can we find another limo for you to take, Alpha?" A frown could be seen on the face of the alpha, who then said, "No, I need you to fix my limo!" It was at that point that I worked up the courage to speak, saying, "alpha, I am a mechanic; I can fix it.  Could you please let me do it for you? I really hope that I can be of some assistance." It was the one and only opportunity I had to complete the task. I wasn't trained as a mechanic, but because I was always helping out the other members of the pack with whatever they needed, I quickly picked up the skills necessary to repair anything, including the model airplanes. Alpha Argon examined me from the tips of my toes to the irises in my eyes, and then he said, "I can tell that you are not from around here. Are you going to stick around for a while?" I couldn't help but shake my head as I continued, "honestly, I came here to look for work.  Once upon a time, I ran a modest business, but I've since lost everything. It's a long story, but if you could just give me the honor of fixing your limo, I would really appreciate it." Then, out of nowhere, someone appeared behind me and exclaimed, "Oh, my God! You can't be that person! Ramos!” Ramos!” When I saw my long-lost friend Lucas, I couldn't believe my eyes! Even though he confirmed to me on multiple occasions that he was employed by the pack's alpha, I was still surprised to learn that he held such a powerful position.

Emily had a simple, childlike goal in life: to attend the prom with her long-term boyfriend and win the title of prom queen. Her goals were straightforward and uncomplicated before her boyfriend attempted to rape her on prom night and locked her in one of the school's classrooms. The rogue Alpha, Dmitry comes back to the pack and save Emily from getting raped by Marcus at her prom night. "What are you doing? Have you lost your mind? Don't touch me!" She screamed when he touched her, they have been dating for a year, she had never thought he would try to rape her! He yelled and grabbed her from her waist and growled, "I wasted enough time dating you, If I didn't take your virginity tonight, my friends would make fun of me." He though he can corner her and take whatever he wants, but there was a rouge Alpha around hearing her screams... His mate's screams.

Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.

Eliza Greer was abandoned by her mother, raised in an orphanage, and sold to the Burns family at 19. Even though she marries Mason Burns, the other people in the Burns family look down on her for her poor identity and want to try every way to bully her. Unexpectedly, they all failed. Eliza's hidden identities are gradually revealed in one incident after another, which astonishes everyone.

As far as everyone was concerned, William had married Renee under duress. Now that his one true love was back—and with child—they couldn’t wait for him to abandon Renee. Surprisingly, Renee was candid about the situation. "To be honest, I’m the one asking for a divorce every single day. I want it even more than any of you!" But they brushed off her remark as a paltry attempt to save face. Until William made a declaration himself. "Divorce is out of the question. Anyone who spreads false rumors shall face legal consequences!" Renee was at a loss. What was this crazy man up to now?

In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?

Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."

Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.