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

Caesar remained composed, projecting an air of magnanimity. He clapped his hands, and in an instant, a group of veiled women in sensual attire glided into the banquet hall. But to me, they were nothing more than skeletons with beautiful human heads.


“This is the entertainment we’ve prepared for you,” Lyle announced, standing before the one-eyed general with a respectful and serious expression. The musicians, under his command, began to play a soothing melody.


Lyle acted like a royal steward in front of Caesar, meticulously handling everything.


The soft music filled the hall, and the female slaves began their performance. Their skirts twirled like blooming flowers, and their faces displayed constant smiles. Their gazes were focused on the distinguished guests seated on the high platform, but none of those in power paid them any attention.


The general kept his gaze lowered, while Caesar leisurely sipped his wine.


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