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

Under the low eaves, I crouched behind an apple tree, silently observing the two boys standing in the distance. They were surrounded by a circle of uniformed servants.


I knew those two were my brothers. We shared the same father, but they were born of the same mother, while I was the child of another woman. In their eyes, they were the real brothers.


Everyone knew the palace had two princes, Prince Caesar and Prince Hommes. They both had identical blond hair and blue eyes, whereas I was different. I was the offspring of a sorceress’s seduction of the king. I was the son of a sorceress and a werewolf, with black hair and blue eyes.


I was a taboo in the werewolf palace, and no one dared to discuss me.


"Hommes, did you skip archery practice again today?"


The taller Prince Caesar stood in front of the younger Prince Hommes. He looked angry, his voice barely concealing his frustration. His sharp blue eyes bore into Hommes, who was clutching a toy.


81 The Prophecy About Brothers