Author Krystal

"Allison lost the baby. She had loved Alpha Lucian for nine long years. To marry him, she fast-tracked her graduation, and for two years she endured his coldness, his absences, and his indifference in silence. The day she miscarried, all she wanted was a sliver of comfort. Instead, he hung up on her. Moments later, Allison spotted him in the same hospital corridor with Heidi. His hand tenderly placed on her shoulder, his voice gentle and soothing as he comforted her. ""Don't worry. I'm here."" In that moment, Allison finally understood. In Lucian's eyes, she had never been his wife. Only a pawn. Her heart shattered. She asked for a divorce. After leaving the loveless marriage, Allison threw herself into work. The woman once mocked by everyone rose like a phoenix, building a billion-dollar empire with her own hands. But the divorce papers never came. And the Alpha who once treated her like a stranger? He began appearing everywhere she went—watching, waiting, refusing to let her go. After a charity gala, Allison was heading to her car when a tall figure suddenly blocked her path. The cold and untouchable Alpha cornered her against the wall, his voice hoarse with desperation. ""Baby, come home with me."" Allison only smiled. ""Alpha Lucian, don't call me that.We're already divorced."" ""I'm single now."""

"On the day of her coming-of-age transformation, Viya recognized Alpha Lucius as her destined mate. From that moment on, she chased him relentlessly—ignoring his indifference,defying Alpha Caesar, the most powerful Alpha in North America who had raised her. At twenty-one, she finally married him. Not because he loved her—but because she was useful. She was obedient. Considerate. Replaceable. She silenced his family's demands for a Luna. She managed his household flawlessly. For three years, she played her role perfectly. Until the night she planned to celebrate his birthday. That night—she overheard everything. He had poisoned her. Just to make room for Miranda. In that moment, she finally understood—the marriage she had sacrificed everything for was nothing more than a placeholder he intended to discard. Then her phone rang. Alpha Caesar. The Alpha she had resisted for three years. The man who had never stopped waiting for her return. ""When are you coming back?"" This time, she didn't hesitate. ""In a month."" One month to end a marriage built on lies— and return to the Alpha she was never meant to escape."