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

"Incredible," my father, sitting beside me, smiled and applauded. He looked towards the pale-faced Ron in the corner. "Is this the gift you wanted to give me?"


"Yes, Your Majesty," Ron stepped forward, his voice hoarse.


"Then why is she still wearing the black handkerchief?" My father looked with interest at the silent woman in white.


"Because... cough!" Ron coughed, covering his mouth, and Johnson quickly stood up to answer, "Ah, Your Majesty, I believe Ron hopes that you would personally unveil her, so you can see her beauty firsthand."


"Haha," my father seemed amused, and I squinted, carefully observing Johnson, sensing an unusual excitement in him.


"Well then, let me take a look," my father stood up from his seat, descending the steps slowly until he reached the woman.


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