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The wicked alpha’s mute bride: Train me Master, choose me

On my eighteenth birthday, I uncover three life-altering truths: 1. I am a stealer wolf, burdened with the ability to attract any man who isn't already mated. 2. My true mate is the ruthless Alpha of our pack. 3. I believe my muteness condemns me to never be truly loved. Throughout my entire life, I've endured mistreatment because of my muteness, hoping that finding my mate would bring solace. However, when the Alpha discovers I'm his mate, he curses the goddess for making his mate weak. Instead of rejecting me, he subjects me to a fate worse than rejection—I become his slave. Forced into servitude by my own mate, I'm stunned when my father presents me with a choice: he promises me two things. First, he promises to find me a mate who would love me. Second, he promises to accept me as his daughter and make me a hero. Now, I must decide between the man who has always despised me and made my life miserable, and the Alpha whom I've mated with, yet who also resents me for being mute and a stealer wolf. When I choose to poison Devon, it seems clear what my decision is, but the consequences turn out differently than I anticipated. Join Olivia on this journey. In the first volume, you'll witness her growth, pain, and sorrow. By the second volume, you'll meet a transformed Olivia. The main characters will evoke both love and hate, stirring deep emotions within you.

Miraharlson · Fantasy
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40 Chs

36. Two vials

Beta Brent adjusted his tie nervously, the weight of the day already pressing on his shoulders as he moved through the house, the familiar creak of the old wooden floorboards under his polished shoes. The morning light filtered through the kitchen window, casting a warm glow on the table where his wife had set a steaming plate of breakfast.

"Darling, come and have your breakfast. Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Her voice, always tinged with a gentle insistence, called from behind him.

"Yeah, Dad. Where are you off to in such a hurry?" echoed his son's voice, a mirror of her tone, laced with a hint of youthful curiosity and a touch of mockery.