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“I won't divorce you, Melissa. Until your last breath, you will live with me in this nameless marriage,” Radulf declared.

Melissa Rosetta, the illegitimate daughter of the Alpha King and an omega servant, had no choice but to comply with her father's demand― marry Radulf De Lagrange, the fallen Alpha of the once-powerful Shadow Hunter Pack.

Despite being the strongest dominant alpha, Radulf's influence and power crumbled when his father was accused of treason against the crown. 

As for Radulf's punishment? He was forced to marry a weak, wolf-less omega, who he had nothing but disdain for. To top it off, he was sent to the Western Frontier on his wedding day.

Melissa eagerly awaited Radulf's return as she suffered through ridicule, believing that when he did, he would be happy to see how mighty his pack had become under her care.

However, after four years, Radulf returned with a beautiful woman, shattering Melissa's heart.

"You betrayed me while I stayed loyal to you. I don't want to live with you and watch your affair with another woman. Divorce me, Radulf, and free me from this marriage. If you don't wish to do that, then mark me,” Melissa demanded on the day of his return.

“Divorce you, Feisty Princess? Never! If you want to get marked, then beg me or seduce me to do so,” Radulf challenged.

On the day of his rut, he said, “Melissa, my mate, allow me to mark you.”

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Special thanks to my editor for refining the synopsis.

The Alpha's Forsaken Feisty Mate

"Aren't you letting me go, Black?" Melissa murmured, her voice soft as the darkness blanketed the sky. She rested her head against the warmth of his fur, tilting her gaze upward to meet his.

"Thank you for giving me your time," she whispered, her lips curving into a faint smile before she slowly rose to her feet.

Black's crimson eyes softened, glimmering under the faint light of the crescent moon. He gazed up at her with a longing expression, his emotions betraying his reluctance to part ways. Black let out a low whimper, his ears lowering as if to plead.

"Don't look at me like that, Black," Melissa chuckled softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Your eyes tell me you don't want to leave my side."

The wolf inclined his head in agreement, then nuzzled his face against her feet in an affectionate gesture.

'Let's stay like this until morning,' Black thought, wishing for time to freeze in this serene moment.

A little wolf