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

The dry, cold wind swirled around me, dusting my face with small flakes of snow. As the snow melted into droplets, they dampened my brows and eyelashes. It was irritating. I wanted to wipe it away, but the moment I tried to move, pain surged through my body. My waist and abdomen felt numb, held firmly by a pair of strong arms.


"Let me go..." I murmured with my eyes closed.


But instead of loosening, the grip around me tightened even more.


The cold at my brow was quickly replaced by a soft, warm breath. His exhale brushed against my face, and I could hear a faint chuckle near my ear.


"Good morning, my princess." His voice was low and deep, tinged with amusement.


I opened my eyes and found myself gazing into his amber eyes. His eyes, glimmering like a lake touched by sunlight, were so captivating I almost wanted to kiss him.


Ulysses wasn’t wearing his glasses. His lips grazed my brow, chasing away the coldness, before descending to meet mine.


110 After the First Night