My life completely fell apart when I turned 18. My father's beta killed my family, took control of our pack, and replaced my father as the leader.
"Survive, Emilia," were my mother's last words to me as I became his slave. To disgrace my family, the traitors made me serve guests at a banquet and shot at me. Just when I thought I was going to die, a man stood in front of me. He exuded the strongest ALPHA aura and looked at me with dangerous eyes, saying something that made me tremble: "I want this woman."
Who was he? Why did he want me? Why were his eyes filled with desire and hatred when he looked at me?
"Emilia, you must atone for your father's sins," he said as he tied me to the bed, pinning me down. I felt like this time, I wouldn't be able to escape.

Claimed by My Enemy Alpha Mate

"You're a slave now, aren't you? Why use noble etiquette to greet me?" The princess deliberately scanned my attire, reminding me of my current status and predicament.


I focused on the woman before me—noble, beautiful, possessing all the traits of a ruler. My eyelashes drooped as I pondered how to answer her question.


"Your Highness, I am indeed Alpha Klaus's slave now, but that's because he once saved me from Alpha Ron's hands. I am only following his orders out of gratitude."


"But in my heart, I don't consider myself a slave."


"Ridiculous! What does your opinion matter?" The princess's eyes turned icy, her tone laced with disdain and anger.


"Do you think that just because you don't see yourself as a slave, you can act like a noble in front of me?"


By the wall, the guards became alert due to the princess's anger. The long whips in their hands were raised again, waiting only for the princess's command.


35 First Meeting