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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

"The West Night Pack is from the South," Gregor stated before narrowing his eyes. "Which rogue group were you part of?" he asked.

Gregor studied her carefully. "But earlier, you hesitated and asked if I would punish you for saying yes," he pointed out. He needed to be certain she wasn't a threat to his pack. Mate or not, a lone wolf was always a risk.

"I wanted to see how you'd react. Would you ask me to leave as well?" Aster questioned, her gaze unwavering. "You are my mate," she added firmly.

Gregor studied her for a moment before asking, "Do you want to stay here?" His voice was calm yet probing. "You don't even know me. What if I turn out to be a bad man?" His piercing eyes locked onto hers.

"Are you a bad man?" Aster countered without hesitation.

Gregor couldn't help but smile. "Freshen up and have breakfast. We'll talk later, Miss," he said, rising to his feet.

No one even begged