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

From the moment our hands touched, a humid mist rushed toward me, and instinctively, I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, I found myself in a completely unfamiliar place.


I was in a luxurious bedchamber, filled with ornate decorations. The delicate curtains, embroidered with intricate patterns, swayed gently. I stood on a soft, plush woolen carpet, unsure why the girl had brought me to this place.


On a golden bed lay a figure. I looked around and saw no one else in the room except for the person on the bed.


Step by step, I approached the bed. When I pulled back the soft curtains, my eyes widened. Ulysses was lying there!


I immediately reached out to wake him from his slumber, but before I could touch him, my wrist was grabbed.


"Don’t wake up my brother," the girl in the white dress said beside me.


121 He’s Not My Brother