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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

Moments earlier, Radulf had been ready to retire for the night, but his thoughts betrayed him. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about Melissa.

Frustration and longing warred within him until he finally surrendered to the pull she seemed to have on him.

Without a second thought, he turned and strode toward her chamber, his heart pounding in his chest.

As he entered the room, the faint, intoxicating fragrance that lingered throughout her chamber instantly calmed his restless mind.

A low chuckle escaped his lips in amusement. With a gentle push, the doors gave way under his touch.

Radulf crossed the room in mere moments, his long strides bringing him to the edge of the bed. Without hesitation, he slipped under the covers, his body finding its place beside hers as if it had always belonged there.

Melissa's eyes flew open, and her voice was sharp with disbelief. "What are you doing here? I told you not to—"

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