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“I, Lethia Ashcroft, accept your rejection, soon-to-be Clown Alpha of the Rotten Obsidian Pack, as my ungrateful mate. May your divorced life find its hellhole.” 

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Year 2666. 

Werewolves and their kin have long embraced civilization, seamlessly blending into the high-tech world alongside humans. 

It is the year Lykon Haven hosts its once-in-seven-year event to select a new leader—one who will govern the shifting dynamics of werewolf packs across the country. 

It is also the year Lethia Ashcroft faces the ultimate humiliation when her mate, her husband, rejects her because of the infidelity she never committed. 

It cost her the inheritance she and her late father had worked so hard for.

When she tries to flee exile while pregnant, she is caught in an accident—one that leaves her possessed by a seductive spirit fox. 

The creature needs a vessel to ignite her beads and, in exchange, grants Lethia the power to protect her unborn child. 

But that untamed spirit entangles her with three dangerously irresistible Lycans from Lykon Haven—men who have severed themselves from the fated mate bond.

A stoic, protective doctor. 
A brooding, dominant businessman. 
A charming, playful celebrity. 

All Lethia wants is to reclaim what was rightfully hers and live a peaceful and comfortable life, alone with her baby. And she must get it—no matter what.

But the mischievous Moon Goddess seems to take great pleasure in twisting her fate. 

*****
Strong FL 
REVERSE HAREM
Mature Content 
Dark Fantasy with a slight blend of Sci-Fi & Supernatural Elements, laced with dark humor and dry wit
This book has many fresh twists about werewolf lore that you won't find anywhere ;)

Possessed Wolfless: From Rejected to Vengeful Lycans' Queen

Renar stared at Lethia in disbelief, thrown off once again by her unpredictable nature. She always had a way of catching him off guard. For Renar, her presence turned his boring days into something far more interesting.

"Are you serious?" he asked, a slow smile tugging at his lips as he raised a brow.

"Half-kidding, but your answer might make me reconsider," Lethia replied, waiting for his response with a calm indifference.

He chuckled. "Yes, you can, but not by my hands." Shrugging on his coat, he grabbed his things. "Let's go."

She hurried after him and frowning. "What do you mean?"

Renar abruptly stopped and turned around, making her stumble back in surprise. He lowered his gaze to meet hers, his voice smooth and deliberate.

"Why would I ruin this beauty of yours with a scalpel?" His brow arched, and a smirk curved his lips.

A Reward from The Fox