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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

'Why does she love me?' Radulf wondered, his throat tightening. 'I was never there for her. For four years, she was nothing but a forgotten wife to me.'

The weight of his guilt pressed down on him, but before he could dwell on it further, Zenna kissed him again, pulling him back into the moment.

For a fleeting second, he nearly lost himself in her warmth, in the way she molded against him so willingly. But then, with his willpower, he pulled away.

Gently, he placed a hand over her eyes, shielding her gaze. "Don't do this when you're not in your right mind," he murmured in a strained voice.

He knew she wasn't sober, that her heat had been triggered unexpectedly. If he gave in now, she might regret it the next morning. And the last thing he ever wanted was for Zenna to think he had taken advantage of her vulnerability.

Not going to stop