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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

The next morning, Radulf as usual woke up early. He washed up and got ready to finish the work before taking Melissa to the strawberries farm in their estate.

As he took the seat behind the desk, he first opened the desk and picked out a random letter once again.

"Dear Radulf,

The lands have turned green once again while the trees are filled with new blossoms. We started the trade in flowers and created another revenue generation business. Though it's in the initial stage, I am sure with time our pack will get prosperous and wealthy. I wonder what's the situation there that you are unable to write a single letter for me. Sometimes, I wish to come to you and aid you in whatever I can. But I feel you will hate my presence because I am wolf-less. Still, I want to believe that you talk about me everyday with yourself or maybe with others.

Visiting Strawberry Farmland (1)