Cynthia never imagined she would fall to such a low point. A month ago, at Cynthia's coming-of-age ceremony, the Bordeaux Wolfpack invited the most professional appraiser to determine Cynthia's shift result. Everyone was expecting the girl the Alpha had pampered to shift into a powerful adult werewolf under the witness of the goddess, and possess the unique snow wolf-form. Everyone was hoping that she would become the future Alpha with supreme power and glory. However, the result was not as everyone had expected. Unlike everyone in the Bordeaux Wolfpack, Cynthia shifted into an omega. Not only did her glands transform into the omega-specific glands, but she also could not shift into a wolf form. This was an unacceptable disaster and shame for the Bordeaux Wolfpack, with rumors spreading everywhere. The Bordeaux Wolfpack had never had an Omega before, let alone a member who could not shift into a wolf form. So many people suspected that Cynthia might be a bastard. Cynthia's mother suffered unimaginable humiliation, and people behind her back accused her of having an affair with a lone wolf and giving birth to this Omega. Unable to endure such slander, Cynthia's mother eventually committed suicide by drinking poison. As she questioned herself, Cynthia wondered if all of this was her fault. Was she really a lowly bastard as those people had claimed? Then a copper mirror fell in her hand. The mirror told her as follows: [Go to the ferry terminal on the night of the full moon this month. Board the ship named "Desire" and this copper mirror will be your ticket.] [After boarding the ship, follow the ship and complete the corresponding tasks according to the instructions on the copper mirror while sailing around the West Ocean.] [When you set foot on the land of the Bordeaux Wolfpack again, you will be the leader of the pack and the Luna of the most powerful Alphas on the Nox continent.]
"Drink it." A deep and commanding voice resonated above Cynthia's head.
The ship swayed gently with the waves, but the cabin was soundproofed so well that no sound of the sea could be heard. Sunlight slanted through the curtains, falling on Cynthia's flushed cheeks.
The strong werewolf sitting across from her seemed accustomed to giving orders, and Cynthia was nothing but a lowly subject.
Zachary Churchill, the youngest Alpha on the Nox Continent, exuded a natural coldness.
Cynthia bit her lip and looked at him.
His pitch-black pupils revealed no emotions. Her gaze lowered, eventually settling on the white teacup in front of her. Inside the teacup was a crystal-clear, light red liquid. Zachary's fingers gently stirred the teacup, causing the light red liquid to ripple lightly.
Cynthia was powerless to resist his command. She had to complete the task, but... The pristine teacup didn't just contain expensive red tea, but also something she was ashamed to admit.
Trembling, Cynthia reached out her hand.
Zachary noticed her nervousness and hesitation, but unfortunately, this almost pitiful trembling only aroused his sadistic desire even more.
Just as Cynthia was about to touch the teacup, Zachary suddenly changed his mind and stopped her.
"What's wrong? Do you think it's not enough?"
"No..." Before Cynthia could refuse, her voice turned into a soft moan.
"Uh... please, no." Cynthia clamped her legs together, but it only made it easier for the Zachary to insert a finger into her pussy. The little hole was already wet, and her small white panties were pulled aside.
His index finger pressed deep into her inner wall. Although it was just one finger, how could the virgin pussy withstand this kind of deliberate pressure? The already moist pussy was now completely soaked.
"Spread your legs." He ordered. He stared at the young girl in front of him. Unable to withstand the pressure of his gaze, Cynthia slowly opened her knees. She was kneeling on a red sofa chair, and this movement exposed her entire light pink pussy to the air.
He withdrew his finger, and the cool air rushed into her pussy.
The soft flesh of Cynthia's pussy involuntarily contracted twice. She thought him had given up on playing with her, but the next second, a cold object replaced his finger and pressed against her pussy. It was a copper spoon that he had just taken out of the teacup.
The teacup was placed on the small table.
"Mr. Churchill..." Cynthia's pleading voice was heard, but the man did not respond as she had hoped.
The cold back of the spoon pressed back and forth against her clitoris and labia, as if trying to dig out the core.
Cynthia wanted to avoid the touch of the spoon, but the man had already grabbed her waist and trapped her between his body and the sofa.
"When you came in, didn't you tell me that you could do anything I asked?" Although it sounded like a question, it seemed as if Zachary didn't care if Cynthia responded or not.
"But now you won't even drink your own liquid emitted by your own pussy." With Zachary's cold words, the spoon unrelentingly dug into Cynthia's virgin opening, causing a shameful, sticky sound and an undeniable sensation that made Cynthia's legs weak.
She eventually collapsed into Zachary's palm.
The spoon dug out the girl's liquid and mixed it with the tea. This time, Zachary did not give the girl a choice. He handed her a full cup of tea mixed with her own fluid, pinched her jaw with his other hand, and poured the entire cup of liquid down her forced-open mouth.
The sweet taste spread throughout her mouth.
Zachary patted the girl's cheek, wiped away the spilled liquid on her face, and whispered in her ear.
"Be good from now on, so that you can suffer less. Now, take off your upper clothes."
Cynthia never imagined she would fall to such a low point.
A month ago, at Cynthia's coming-of-age ceremony, the Bordeaux Wolfpack invited the most professional appraiser to determine Cynthia's shift result. Everyone was expecting the girl the Alpha had pampered to shift into a powerful adult werewolf under the witness of the goddess, and possess the unique snow wolf-form. Everyone was hoping that she would become the future Alpha with supreme power and glory.
However, the result was not as everyone had expected. Unlike everyone in the Bordeaux Wolfpack, Cynthia shifted into an omega. Not only did her glands transform into the omega-specific glands, but she also could not shift into a wolf form.
This was an unacceptable disaster and shame for the Bordeaux Wolfpack, with rumors spreading everywhere. The Bordeaux Wolfpack had never had an Omega before, let alone a member who could not shift into a wolf form. So many people suspected that Cynthia might be a bastard.
Cynthia's mother suffered unimaginable humiliation, and people behind her back accused her of having an affair with a lone wolf and giving birth to this Omega.
Unable to endure such slander, Cynthia's mother eventually committed suicide by drinking poison. After her mother's death, Cynthia's torment only worsened, as she sifted through her mother's belongings in the dusty room.
As she questioned herself, Cynthia wondered if all of this was her fault. Was she really a lowly bastard as those people had claimed?
[You're not a bastard. You'll become the Luna of the most powerful Alphas and inherit the Bordeaux Wolfpack.]
In the silence, a voice sounded in Cynthia's ears.
"Who's there?"
Cynthia looked up and scanned around, but she didn't see anyone. She thought it was her imagination, but just as she doubted, the voice sounded again.
[I'm in your hand.]
Cynthia lowered her head and looked incredulously at the object in her hand. It was a stained copper mirror, which had once been the token of love between her father and mother.
However, ever since Cynthia shifted as an Omega, her father had never seen her and her mother again. Her mother had left this once cherished copper mirror in a corner of the room.
And now, was the copper mirror talking to her?
Cynthia carefully reached out her finger and wiped the dust off the copper mirror.
Rhea is a hybrid type werewolf: elf-werewolf, a blend of werewolf and elf. Legends say elf-werewolves possess a unique allure over male and are destined to have multiple fated mates. In ancient times, a renowned Alpha once defied the objections of his pack members to be with his fated mate, an elf-werewolf, and they lived a peaceful, joyful life-until she encountered another fated mate, the Rogue King. The Rogue King was the Alpha's half-brother, exiled after a bitter power struggle for the Alpha title and eventually leading his own outlawed rogue wolfpack. Captivated by his wild nature, the elf-werewolf betrayed her husband by revealing vital wolfpack secrets to the Rogue King, leading to her husband's defeat and the downfall of their pack. Since then, elf-werewolves have been deemed ill-fated, perpetually distrusted by their mates, and rarely treated as equals. Even when they met their fated mate, suspicion often overshadowed their bond, making trust nearly impossible. In ancient werewolf societies, elf-werewolves were forbidden from holding high-ranking positions and relegated to low-status Omega roles, subjected to longstanding prejudice and disdain. However, the Moon Goddess, in closing one door for elf-werewolves, opened another. All elf-werewolves were gifted with the rare ability to restore and assess the authenticity of sacred werewolf artifacts-items believed to carry the Moon Goddess's power, able to bolster a pack's strength and enhance an Alpha's mental resilience. Over time, many sacred artifacts were damaged or lost in wars, making the remaining ones highly coveted by great Alphas. A mature market for these artifacts arose, where more ancient and intact relics commanded immense value. When damaged, artifacts lost potency, but skilled restoration could renew much of their power and worth. As their talents were increasingly recognized, elf-werewolves gained more economic power and found their skills in high demand. Their sharp discernment allowed them to distinguish genuine artifacts from counterfeits, and this role elevated their social and financial status over time. In modern society, thanks to movements toward equality, elf-werewolves gained the opportunity to pursue higher education and professional work. Yet many traditional wolfpacks still harboured biases against elf-werewolves, preferring marriages that preserved "pure" werewolf lineage. Rhea inherited her rare silver elf-werewolf hybrid form from her grandfather, granting her an elite gift for artifact restoration, a skill considered unparalleled worldwide. She and Patrick had been married in secret for three years, and although his wolf instinctively recognized her as his fated mate, he had yet to mark her. Patrick's father, the Alpha of Fabian Wolfpack was determined to drive her away, constantly pushing Patrick to rekindle things with his ex-girlfriend, the daughter of a rich Alpha with pure blood. Due to the damning legend, Patrick, despite his love for Rhea, struggled with doubt. Knowing she would likely have more fated mates, he couldn't fully believe she could ever be wholly devoted to him. Even as his wolf spirit claimed her as his fated mate, he feared it might already be too late. Because he thought before their marriage, Rhea has met another fated mate, Christopher. Patrick was torn-unable to let her go, yet reluctant to fully trust her loyalty. Rhea, meanwhile, was convinced Patrick's heart still belonged to his ex. Adding to her anguish was the disdain she felt from Patrick's father, who looked down on her elf-werewolf heritage.
Isabella Anderson's life was turned upside down by a single sentence from her doctor: "Miss Isabella Anderson, you are pregnant." The shocking news left her utterly bewildered. Despite being nineteen, she had never been intimate with any man. Even more incredible was that the lab results showed she was already four months pregnant. The doctor informed her that due to her physical condition, she couldn't undergo an abortion and would have to carry the baby to term. Returning home, Isabella's father, Lucas Anderson, was furious. Rumors spread rapidly, and everyone began mocking her. Speculation arose that the Mitchell family, her fiancé's family, would undoubtedly call off the engagement. As everyone awaited the Mitchell family's response, her fiancé, Dylan Mitchell, unexpectedly appeared at the Anderson household. Seeing Isabella's swollen belly and her unattractive appearance, Dylan angrily declared that although he loathed Isabella, he wouldn't call off the engagement if the baby could be given away after birth. Isabella, moving from confusion to reluctant acceptance of reality, had already developed feelings for her child after feeling its heartbeat. She firmly refused to give up the baby or allow the engagement to be called off. At that moment, her baby decided to come early, and she went into labor amid the chaos. **Five Years Later** "Mommy, wake up, the plane is taxiing!" Isabella was awakened by her daughter Amelia's voice as they returned from abroad. Over the past five years, Isabella was no longer the overweight and unattractive girl she once was. She had become slim, exuding an exceptional charm, and now stood out as a stunning beauty. She informed Amelia that their return was primarily to handle the annulment of her engagement with the Mitchell family, but her most important mission was to find her other child, who had been taken away by force. Just after stepping off the plane, Isabella received a call informing her that Asher Perez, the head of the most powerful family, was gathering information about her worldwide. Isabella had a secret identity: she was the world's top surgeon, and Asher wanted to find her to cure his family member's illness. However, Isabella was not concerned about this; her priority was to find her son and avoid getting entangled in the affairs of powerful families. As she left the airport, Isabella unexpectedly ran into her former fiancé, Dylan. Dylan did not recognize the slimmed-down Isabella and flirtatiously approached her. Isabella gave him a cold glance and walked away with Amelia. Upon returning to her home country, Isabella checked into a luxurious hotel owned by the Perez Group. Unexpectedly, she encountered a little boy, Charles Perez, and mistook him for her daughter. It turned out that Charles was Asher Perez's son. Seeing their interaction, Asher mistakenly believed Isabella was trying to use Charles to get close to him. Their meeting was disastrous, and at this point, Asher had no idea that the beautiful woman was the top surgeon he had been desperately searching for.
Olivia's past life was a series of sacrifices for Aiden Brown, her chosen mate who loved Mia Taylor, his fated mate. Olivia sold her dowry to support Aiden, but he funneled their savings to Mia. When their son fell ill, Olivia pawned her jewelry to cover expenses, only to be scorned by Aiden. Determined, she reopened her pharmacy, gaining success and respect. Mia returned, marrying Alpha Committee Chairman and belittling Olivia. Aiden's infidelity and constant comparisons to Mia further crushed Olivia. When her son, loyal to Aiden, demanded she close the pharmacy, Olivia collapsed, heartbroken by the betrayal. After being reborn, Olivia returned to the fifth day of her marriage, determined to change her fate completely. Although she could not return to the time before her marriage, she was resolute in making Aiden pay for his actions. The path of rebirth was not smooth, but Olivia was determined not to repeat her mistakes. She returned to her family and re-established her own influence. In a twist of fate, Olivia was mistaken for a spy by the powerful Clark wolfpack's army and nearly lost her life. Using her medical skills, she cured the future Alpha of the Clark wolfpack, Alexander Clark's headache. Young, promising, and highly influential, Alexander Clark proposed that Olivia become his mistress. Reluctantly, Olivia had no choice. She could only navigate the whirlpool of power and intrigue to regain control of her own destiny.
"Tell me, why do you have to marry me?" "Because I love you, of course." Olive spoke sweet words, but there was not a trace of affection in her cold eyes. Vincent Stone, Alpha of the Stone Wolfpack, sneered. No one in this world dared to treat him, Vincent, as prey; what audacity. Little did Vincent expect that the day after Olive's proposal was rejected him, she watched as he walked past her with his future mate, without even glancing at him. Vincent was immediately irritated: Is this how much she loves me?! ****** “Is it worth it, Olive?” Sydney’s voice cracked with emotion, her heart aching for Olive. Of course, it was worth it, Olive thought. Since the moment her mother, Alana, was driven to suicide by Ivy and Finley, she no longer lived for herself. Besides, the marriage alliance between Stone Wolfpack and Davis Wolfpack was originally meant for her. She was merely reclaiming what was rightfully hers.
The South Continent elite circle knew that Ethan Myers, esteemed and unapproachable, had a chosen mate from North Continent whom he hadn't even met. Rumor had it that she was the Alpha of Myers Wolfpack, Ethan Myers' grandfather Brandon Myers' arranged chosen mate. North Continent and South Continent were worlds apart in development. Hence, the young elites lamented and the socialites were envious: Myers Wolfpack's Future Alpha was actually paired with a country bumpkin from North Continent? It was simply squandering a rare opportunity! Moreover, everyone knew Ethan Myers was ruthless and aloof, untouched by the allure of many beautiful female werewolves. How could he possibly accept an arranged marriage, especially with a country bumpkin chosen mate? So, everyone eagerly awaited the arrival of this North Continent chosen mate in South Continent, only to see her rejected by Ethan and sent back to North Continent in disgrace. **** No one knew that Ethan Myers, the usually aloof and pristine future Alpha of the Myers Wolfpack, had been experiencing intensely passionate dreams with a woman every night for the past year. The woman in his dreams was soft and delicate, with an indescribably pleasant fragrance. Whenever she was beneath him, she would look up at him with tearful, cat-like eyes, almost crying yet not quite, making him break his usual restraint again and again. Each night, the dream's setting and his identity would change. Sometimes he was a general, and she was his lady. Other times he was a powerful warlord, and she was his concubine. Upon waking, his inner wolf would insist that this woman was his fated mate, destined to be with him through countless lifetimes. Unfortunately, he could never clearly see her face in his dreams, only catching her surname—Miss Roberts. He swore to find the woman who disturbed his dreams, for if he didn't, both he and his wolf would go mad. However, before he could find her, a car accident left him blind and crippled, unable to shift into his wolf form, and stripped of his right to lead the wolfpack. **** Juliana Roberts had a secret. For the past year, she had been entangled with a man in her dreams every night. At first, she thought it was just a phase, something to do with her hormonal cycle, and that it would pass in a few days. But the dreams persisted, night after night, and always with the same man. Fortunately, the man was handsome, well-built, and matched her tastes perfectly in every way. Juliana didn’t mind; she even got used to it. After all, it was like having a boyfriend she could only meet in her dreams. Before Juliana' s grandfather died, he told her that she has a marriage agreement to the grandson of the Alpha of the Myers Wolfpack in South Continent. He urged her to flee to South Continent for protection; otherwise, her uncle and aunt would marry her off to a local tyrant in exchange for wealth and power. After a perilous journey, she arrived at the Myers Wolfpack, only to find that her fiancé was blind and disabled. Furthermore, he had lost his inheritance rights because he couldn't transform into his wolf. However, under her meticulous care, Ethan Myers' condition started to improve remarkably, leading them to suspect that they were not just chosen mates, but fated mates. Moreover, Ethan bore a striking resemblance to the man in her dreams, making their destined union even more enigmatic.
Everly, the adopted daughter of the Howard family, was Gavin’s little shadow. She followed him from childhood until the age of twenty-four, until she overheard him say— "She’s just the adopted daughter of the Howard family. How could I truly care about her? People like us need to marry within our own social class." After Everly disappeared completely, Gavin searched everywhere for her but could never find her again. When they met again, he saw her walk towards him holding the hand of the young and handsome billionaire, Aiden, her face lit with a bright smile. Gavin grabbed her, his eyes red as he asked, “Everly, do you still want me...?” Before Everly could respond, Aiden, standing beside her, glanced over with a lazy smile, his Adam's apple moving slightly, “Gavin, if you don't want to spend the night in jail, I suggest you let go of my wife’s wrist.” Everly’s Perspective: Marriage Before Love Aiden’s Perspective: Years of Secret Admiration Come True The person who cherishes you may arrive late, but they will come for sure.
Alcohol and heartbreak are definitely not a good combo.Too bad I learnt that a little too late. I’m Tessa Beckett and I painfully got dumped by my boyfriend of three years.That led me to getting drunk at a bar and having a one-night stand with a stranger.Before he would see me as a slut the next day,I paid him for the sex and deeply insulted his ability to please me. But this stranger turned out to be my new boss!
Jennifer Bennett, the rightful heiress to the Bennett legacy, fought hard for her family's recognition, only to be eclipsed by an impostor. Faced with false accusations, bullying, and public humiliation, Jennifer eventually gave up trying to win their approval. Vowing to rise above the injustice, she became the bane of those who wronged her. The Bennett family's efforts to break her only fueled her success, leading her to heights her rivals could only dream of. Someone asked, "Do you feel let down by your parents?" With a calm smile, Jennifer said, "It doesn't matter. In the end, power prevails."
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kelly’s first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.