Collection-Abandoned by My Alpha, Crowned as a Pureblood Lycan

I was the only human orphan ever taken in by the Frosthowl Pack of Frostmoon Valley. Everyone said I had no wolfblood. I couldn’t shift, couldn’t grow claws, and couldn’t hear the pack through the mind-link. During full-moon runs, all I could do was gather the warriors’ shredded clothes after they shifted. On border patrols, all I could do was carry the first-aid kit and trail behind the team. But on the night of my eighteenth birthday, the Moon Goddess chose Nolan Whitlock, the Alpha heir, as my fated mate. The entire hall fell silent. Nolan, however, wrapped an arm around his childhood sweetheart, Clara Everly, and laughed in front of everyone. “Freya, you’re worse than an Omega.” “Let me mark you? I’d rather bite off my own tongue.” He ordered someone to place the moonstone ring—the ring meant to be given to the future Luna during the marking ceremony—on Clara’s finger. Then he threw the wolf-fang necklace I had spent three years making by hand into the trash. I crouched down to pick it up. But he stepped on my fingers, leaned down, and whispered in my ear, “Stop acting pitiful.” "After tonight, you'll be thrown to the Back-Mountain Captivity Cabins. A low, wolfless runt like y…

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