Marked By The Ruthless Alpha King

I stood on the dais in a flimsy white dress, waiting for my fated mate, the future Alpha, to complete our bonding ceremony.

But in front of the entire pack, he looked at my foster sister and publicly rejected me.

"A wolfless, genetically flawed individual is not fit to be my Luna."

The invisible bond snapped, nearly tearing my soul apart.

My foster sister shed fake tears while clinging to his arm, and my foster father didn't even look at me.

Instead, he immediately started whispering to a greedy merchant, plotting to sell me on the auction block to the highest bidder.

They erased me from the family records, stole my mother's inheritance, and mocked that I was probably hiding in some corner crying.

To escape being sold like cattle, I fled into the deadly Forbidden Forest.

I survived assassins and exhaustion, only to be forcibly marked by a terrifying stranger—the Alpha King of the Bloodmoon Pack.

He handed me a slave contract, making me his personal attendant just to shield himself from a political marriage.

Everyone thought I had fallen into a darker abyss, destined to be a miserable, forgotten piece of trash.

But they didn't know I used this chance to become the Alpha King's most valued strategist, holding all their fatal weaknesses in my hands.

At the grand Pack Summit, I stepped out of the Alpha King's armored car in a breathtaking gown, standing firmly by his side.

Looking at my ex-mate and foster sister's shocked faces, I smiled calmly.

The battle had just begun.