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“I won't divorce you, Zenna. Until your last breath, you will live with me in this nameless marriage,” Radulf declared.

Zenna 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.

Zenna 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 Zenna'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,” Zenna 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, “Zenna, my mate, allow me to mark you.”

**The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.**

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Special thanks to my editor for refining the synopsis.

The Alpha's Forsaken Feisty Mate

As Radulf laid Zenna down onto the mattress, she pressed her hands against his chest, her breathing uneven. "Are you sure you don't want to see Nina? She's leaving for the palace… You might not get to see her often," she whispered.

Radulf's gaze darkened, his lips curving slightly. "Are you suggesting I meet her in this state?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.

"No," Zenna murmured, her fingers tightening around the collar of his shirt. "I don't want you to go."

His eyes softened at her words. "Then…" His gaze flickered down to the sash of her robe, fingers moving slowly as he undid the knot, the fabric parting slightly beneath his touch.

"I thought you both were friends," Zenna remarked, trying to steady her voice.

Radulf's fingers stilled momentarily. "She broke that friendship the moment she accepted Loretta's offer," he said.

"But—" Her words were cut off as his lips captured hers, swallowing any protest she might have had.

Stay five miles away