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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

Radulf, hidden behind the thick trunk of the tree, listened intently to their conversation. His heart pounded against his chest as Zenna's words replayed in his mind.

His wolf, Black, spoke. 'Why? Don't you?'

Radulf remained silent, resting his head against the rough bark. He didn't have an answer—not one he was ready to admit.

He waited until Gregor and Zenna left before stepping out and making his way back to the mansion.

Upon entering their chamber, he found Zenna sitting comfortably, engrossed in a book. Her long lashes fluttered as she read, completely unaware of his presence until he spoke.

"We need to go to the palace this evening," Radulf announced.

Zenna's demeanor shifted instantly. The calm expression she had just moments ago vanished, replaced by a flicker of concern.

"Did something happen?" she asked, closing the book and meeting his gaze.

Contours of her body