“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

After Arthur left, I let out a long exhale. I knew I had been quite dismissive toward him but that was my goal. Hopefully, he didn’t catch on that I was feeling suspicious of him. Ultimately, I couldn't waste my energy worrying about what he wanted.


All that I knew was I'd never been sad to leave a room.  


As I walked past the front door, I noticed something out of place. Catherine's tan coat was hanging up on a hook, nestled between a few others. Carefully, I snuck a check and noticed it was an envelope I recognized. It couldn't be.  


Was she really that tactless? The answer to my question was yes. She had brought the euthanasia agreement with her. How despicable!  


Was she planning on twisting my arm to sign it tonight? It wasn't enough for her to have an engagement party for her and Arthur. She needed to know I was going to die too. Her spite never ceased to amaze me.  


Chapter 50:Why Are You So Kind to Me?