webnovel
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#WEREWOLF
#POSSESSIVE
#ALPHA

Betrayed by Blood, Claimed by the Alpha

“P-please let me go..” I stammered and before I knew it, I was word vomiting while crying. “—I won’t return. You won’t ever see me again. I know you don’t want me as a mate. You hate me, so please let me go.” I cried out. Cain’s jaw tightened with each word that left my lips “What gave you the idea that you have the power to choose what you want?” His voice was low, “You don’t get to decide what, how, and when you leave. Only I get to do that. You don’t get to leave me, you don’t get to run! You only leave when I want you to.” "I didn’t ask for this,” I whispered, trembling. “I didn’t ask to be your mate.” Cain stepped back, “Neither did I,” he muttered under his breath. “But the bond doesn’t give us a choice, does it?” ~~~~ As the only child of her late Alpha father, Avery Jae was meant to inherit her family’s legacy. But on the day of her arranged marriage to Alpha Lucian, her world crumbles. Rejected, humiliated, and cast aside for her own cousin, Avery barely escapes with her life only to find out a much deeper secret. One that changes everything. When Avery awakens, she finds herself in a foreign land, caught by the ruthless guards of the Vehiron pack, led by the infamous Alpha Cain. Tall, broad and as dangerous as the army he commands. Alpha Cain has a reputation that sends chills down the spine of even the most dangerous warriors. Haunted by his dark past, he has vowed never to take a mate, yet the moment he lays eyes on Avery, everything changes. With a single word, Avery is bound to Cain—whether he wants it or not. In a world where betrayal runs deep, can Avery ever trust the alpha who might just be her worst enemy.

LauraRave · Fantastique
Pas assez d’évaluations
206 Chs
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#WEREWOLF
#POSSESSIVE
#ALPHA

Chapter 37

Betrayed By Blood~

Cain stood by the window, a white vase in his hands that he kept looking at, as though he was trying to decipher something. The door flew open, but he didn't look at the intruder, their scent already wafting into his nostrils. Lydia stormed into the office, her hands clenched tightly at her sides.

"What is it now?" He asked, still staring at the vase.

"Martha. Why did I just see Martha in the pack, Cain?" She gritted out.

Cain placed the vase on the table, finally taking the time to look at Lydia. She looked angry, maybe even furious.

Cain slipped his hands into his pockets as he shrugged casually. "What about Martha?" He asked.

Lydia stared at him like he'd grown two extra heads. It couldn't be possible. Did he just? "What about Martha? She's being punished, Cain! She shouldn't be allowed back into the pack house," she snapped.