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The Lycan's Unwanted Mate

“Congratulations, bitch. Dad sold you to Alpha Arthur. I heard he got into a car accident a few years ago that messed up his face and left him with a limp." She was forced to join the ShadowClaw Pack, expecting the same abuse and torment she had endured before. However, Alpha Arthur, not only handsome but also incredibly attentive, treated her well. She was his breeder, and he was initially attracted by her pure family background and good figure. Their relationship was merely a transaction. Over time, Ophelia gradually won Arthur's heart, and she allowed herself to fall in love with him. Later, she received a check and a farewell. Expecting Ophelia to cry and make a scene, she instead took the check and left decisively. "Mr. Morgan, goodbye forever!" From then on, Ophelia's life turned around completely. She started racing cars, healing the sick, and effortlessly made a name for herself in the music industry. Her stepmother and stepsister still looked down on her, thinking she was a disgrace. Eventually, they came to her, begging, "As long as Miss Clark was willing to save my daughter, I could name my price!" Reflecting on it, they realized that the girl they once pitied was actually a big deal. Even Taylor, who used to defy everyone, became her follower. "Anyone who dared to insult her, I’d break their legs!" Arthur, having lost Ophelia, watched her stunning performance on TV and deeply regretted letting her go. When they met again, she had someone else by her side. With red eyes, he said, "Ophelia, you were mine. Please come back to me." Ophelia smiled coldly, "Sorry, I'm very busy now, no time." Arthur pulled out a diamond ring, "Darling, let's get back together!" The Lycan's Unwanted Mate is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Claire Wilkins · Fantasie
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55 Chs

Chapter 25: Two Women, One Villain

When I was finally free from Leo's pursuit, with the help of Chelsea the maid, I was able to head into Taylor's room. Fully intending that we'd be taking on some algebra, I was going over the equations in my head trying to see if my recall from my school days would be enough.

I’d need to have a calculator ready and the book with me. Math wasn’t my strong suit.

From the first room, I could hear Taylor coughing and sniffing. She sounded congested. That worried me. Her health was in the back of my mind after our encounter in the river.

As I rounded the corner, I could see her lolling about on the couch. This wasn't like her. She was usually full of energy and ready to butt heads.

"Taylor, you don't seem to be feeling very well," I said with concern. I stepped closer to her, trying to assess what was wrong. She looked gaunt and was shivering with a blanket wrapped tightly around her. "Have you checked to see if you have a fever?"