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

"Whoa—" Klaus commanded the horse to stop and gracefully dismounted, reaching up to lift me down as well.


Moonlight draped over the forest like a silken veil, casting a mysterious glow. The tent, with its lantern hanging by the entrance, appeared as a blurred silhouette until we drew closer. Unlike the massive tents I'd seen earlier on the plains, this one was smaller and tucked at the foot of the mountain, isolated from the rest.


Klaus, still silent, took the lantern down, lifted the flap of the tent, and guided me inside. I followed him closely, stepping onto a thick carpet spread across the ground.


The space inside was much larger than I had anticipated—certainly bigger than Klaus’s own tent. Under the dim light, I could see the cluttered interior. Shelves lined with odd glass jars, cabinets filled to the brim with strange herbs, and chairs scattered across the room in disarray. It felt chaotic, yet lived-in.


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