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On the night of the blood moon, I seduced the Alpha every she-wolf dreamed about. I only wanted to see what Cain looked like when he lost control. I never thought that after that one night he'd hold me through every full moon, lock me against his chest, and murmur the same three words into my ear, over and over: my little wolf. Then his first love came back. And I got thrown out like garbage. He tore the wolf out of me, drove me from my pack, and left me with nothing but the open road and a rogue's name. I held on for three years. What I got at the end of them was the Luna sash that should have been mine, tied around Seraphine's waist by his own hands. So this time, I let go. I cut my bloodline, rode north, and agreed to marry a wolf who would treat me like something precious. Yet it was this very moment that the proud, cold Alpha who never bowed to anyone dropped to his knees in front of the whole pack and begged me to come back.

My son mooched off me, and my daughter-in-law was bleeding us dry for her own family. All they wanted was for me to die. My husband died in an accident, leaving behind eight million in savings. When I fell ill, they fed me fake medicine and murdered me in cold blood, inheriting everything as if it were their right. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of my husband's accident. He was covered in blood, holding my hand and our son's as he struggled to say his last words: "I have... eight..." My son's eyes lit up instantly. I clamped a hand over my husband's mouth, my eyes welling with tears as I said, "It's eight o'clock, darling. You can rest now. Don't you worry about us!" My husband's eyes flew wide as he took his last breath. My son was stunned. I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye and sneered inwardly. This time around, you won't get a single penny from me.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

Jiang Man finds a pair of black stockings in her husband Song Zi'an's bag, realizing he has cheated again, this time with her adopted sister Xu Ni, whom her father sponsored. Heartbroken, Jiang Man decides to divorce him. At this moment, Mo Xiuyao, who has secretly been in love with her and has always been by her side, rises to power. Jiang Man initially treated him like a brother, but as they spend more time together, her feelings begin to change. Meanwhile, Song Zi'an, devastated by the divorce, pleads for reconciliation.

"In the frozen lands of the Viking North, Skulrun, the only daughter of Chieftain Harald, is raised in secret as a boy. Her mother, Astrid, believes Skulrun is the child foretold by prophecy—the warrior chosen by Odin to unite the northern clans. At the age of ten, Skulrun defeats an opponent twice her size in a brutal arena battle. Just as Harald prepares to declare her his heir, her true identity is exposed before the entire clan. Furious that his promised successor is a girl, Harald denounces his own daughter as a fraud who has defied the gods. To secure the throne for the unborn son carried by Astrid's maid and secret rival, Ingrid, he orders both Astrid and Skulrun to be executed. Astrid unleashes forbidden blood magic and escapes with her daughter, but Harald's warriors soon corner them on a frozen lake. Knowing they cannot both survive, Astrid sacrifices herself to hold back the pursuers and forces Skulrun to flee. Skulrun is wounded by her father's axe and dragged away by a monstrous one-eyed wolf. Everyone assumes she has been killed. Astrid is captured, disfigured by Ingrid, and condemned to spend the rest of her life as a humiliated slave in the clan she once ruled. But Skulrun survives. Driven to the brink of death, she awakens the berserker power hidden within her blood and kills the demon wolf with her own hands. She is rescued by Gunnar, leader of the Frostblade Clan, but the trauma leaves her with no memory of her family or her past. Twenty years later, Skulrun has become the Frostblade Clan’s undefeated female warrior. Armed with twin axes and feared across the North, she has earned the reputation of a living Valkyrie. Yet despite her victories, she remains haunted by fragments of blood, snow, ravens, and a mother's desperate voice. One night, Odin appears in her dreams and places the legendary spear Gungnir in her hands. Guided by a divine prophecy, Skulrun learns that the truth of her bloodline lies in the northern ruins where her life was destroy

Leon, the Ashborne prince, binds his dragon eyes for a decade, marrying into a failing family to repay a debt. He lifts them from ruin. On the Ancestral Fire Feast, his wife casts him out. When the duchess kneels and the royal guard arrives, he tears off his blindfold—the family realizes they discarded the man who can destroy the world.