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 back." Anthony stood at the manor gate as usual, welcoming my return. He took my coat and gestured for me to follow him inside.


As we walked towards the estate, Anthony sighed and shook his head. "Well, it seems the king's tolerance towards you remains unchanged. Your attire tonight hardly met the requirements for the banquet."


"I had to wear this outfit, or how else would I see Ron making a fool of himself?" I casually tossed my cloak to a nearby servant.


"It seems everything is unfolding as you anticipated," Anthony chuckled as he took the gloves I removed and opened the study door for me.


"Hmm," I sat on the leather chair by the window, contemplating the events of tonight's banquet.


64 Serving The King