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

It was Klaus’s shirt. I recognized the familiar pattern and caught a faint whiff of Klaus’s scent in the air, causing my pupils to constrict.


The bloodstains on the white cuff made my head spin.


The wolf held the fabric in his mouth with his lone fang, needing no words to convey his message.


If I didn’t agree to his terms, Klaus’s life would be in danger because of my decision.


This was a threat from a werewolf capable of commanding wolf eagles.


“What have you done to him?” I leaned forward, unable to contain myself, my heavy breathing echoing through the empty castle.


“That depends on your next choice, Miss Borin,” the wolf said, spitting out the fabric, his eyes gleaming with cunning.


“From the moment we met, you carried a scent I found familiar. It seems you and Klaus are quite close, aren’t you?”


He emphasized the word "close," making it clear he was using Klaus’s safety as leverage against me. Klaus was here in the Wolf’s Den.


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