“Congratulations, bitch. Dad sold you to Alpha Arthur. I heard he got into a car accident a few years ago that messed up his face and left him with a limp." 

She was forced to join the ShadowClaw Pack, expecting the same abuse and torment she had endured before. However, Alpha Arthur, not only handsome but also incredibly attentive, treated her well. She was his breeder, and he was initially attracted by her pure family background and good figure. Their relationship was merely a transaction.
 
Over time, Ophelia gradually won Arthur's heart, and she allowed herself to fall in love with him. Later, she received a check and a farewell. Expecting Ophelia to cry and make a scene, she instead took the check and left decisively. "Mr. Morgan, goodbye forever!"

From then on, Ophelia's life turned around completely. She started racing cars, healing the sick, and effortlessly made a name for herself in the music industry. Her stepmother and stepsister still looked down on her, thinking she was a disgrace. Eventually, they came to her, begging, "As long as Miss Clark was willing to save my daughter, I could name my price!"
 
Reflecting on it, they realized that the girl they once pitied was actually a big deal. Even Taylor, who used to defy everyone, became her follower. "Anyone who dared to insult her, I’d break their legs!" 

Arthur, having lost Ophelia, watched her stunning performance on TV and deeply regretted letting her go. When they met again, she had someone else by her side. With red eyes, he said, "Ophelia, you were mine. Please come back to me."
 
Ophelia smiled coldly, "Sorry, I'm very busy now, no time."
 
Arthur pulled out a diamond ring, "Darling, let's get back together!"
 
The Lycan's Unwanted Mate is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The Lycan's Unwanted Mate

Ignoring Taylor's irritable demeanor, I asked, "Would you like to start the lesson right away or get to know one another? No pressure." I put my hands up and sat on the very edge of the couch.


Angrily she spouted, "Do you think chatting with me is enough for you to get paid? You need to earn it, peon!" She squinted her eyes in arrogance.


I bet she knew a plentitude of insults. Hopefully, her vocabulary wasn't from her former tutors cursing at her. Instead of responding in friction to her taunt, I paid her a compliment.  


"It's impressive that you understand the value of time and money." That caught her attention for a moment but then she returned to her dissonance.


We weren't getting anywhere. Maybe if I was farther away from her, she'd respond. Rising from the couch, I began to walk around the dimly lit room. She had plenty of books and a fireplace similarly to my room at the mansion.  


Chapter 16: He Drove Her Home Himself