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

As the lights dimmed, the last guest departed from the hall. The banquet had come to an end, and the flowers and decorations were being cleared away, with busy servants bustling between the tables. Little did anyone know, a wizard had infiltrated the royal werewolf feast tonight.


The black tails of the servants fit me perfectly. Holding an empty tray was my best adornment. While the royal steward directed all the servants in clearing the tables, I slipped out of the hall.


The spectacle I wanted to see had already concluded, and my beloved princess had also left. What reason did I have to stay here? Clearly none.


But sometimes fate would throw me unexpected twists, instantly dispelling my good mood.


As I hummed a tune and tossed aside what I was holding, crossing the wide lawn, I heard a "Halt!" that sounded particularly grating.


"Hey! You, the servant over there!" It was a coarse and rude voice.


60 He's Worried About Emilia