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When "the scentless" Elena thought she would be laid off by her manager, she never expected her new billionaire boss to be her high school crush Charles....Manager: "Sir, I think there's been a mistake. How is she staying? And I'm not? This isn't right.""You're right," Charles said, leaning forward over the table. "I'm sorry Elena. I forgot to mention you aren't going to be working here either."Manager's face set into a smug smirk."You'll be joining my team."There was a simultaneous gasp around the room.

"You're released, Lila." Three sentences from Alpha Lucian tore my Moon Bond apart, leaving me broken in the rain. They thought they destroyed a useless Omega. They were wrong. Three years later, this Weak to Strong Girl Power icon returns as Aurelia Chen—the brilliant CEO running a billion-dollar tech empire. Driven by cold Revenge, I step back into my ex-mate's territory. Lucian is consumed by toxic Regret when he sees my stunning transformation, begging for a second chance. But it's too late. The air shifts as a true predator steps out of the glass-walled Office. Damon Kincaid—a ruthless, dominant human Billionaire who secretly carries an ancient, mythic Alpha lineage. Our professional contract quickly ignites into a deeply passionate, Steamy Office Relationship. Damon doesn't just want my tech; he wants me. "He threw you to the wolves," Damon whispers, his thumb lingering on my knuckles. "But I rule the shadows they hide in." Enter a dark world of Pack secrets and Dark Romance where empires clash. Lucian wants me back, but Damon will burn the world to keep me. This time, the rejected Omega holds all the cards.

Faythe​ My father died and my world turned upside down and inside out. Silver Pack is nothing like our old home. Alpha Hunter watches me intensely, almost like I’m an addiction he can’t kick; his sea-blue eyes track my every move. Whenever I am attacked by the Pack for being an Omega or for being wolfless, they all know I can’t defend myself thanks to my inability to shift; Alpha Hunter always steps in to protect me. I started to believe Alpha Hunter might take a wolfless female like me as his mate, but then he gives me a breeder contract. On the one hand, I get to be with an incredible Alpha; on the other, he will never be fully mine. I must guard my heart while he claims my body. No matter how I try, I cannot stop the coming fall.​ Hunter​ She is my mate. She is wolfless. She is an Omega. Two strikes against her, but I can’t stay away. Trouble keeps finding Faythe. So despite my effort to keep my distance, I’m pulled by fate to protect her, no matter how often I’m reminded the Pack will turn away from me if my mate is wolfless. My Beta’s warnings fall on deaf ears and the Pack witch is concerned. When Faythe turns twenty-one and still doesn’t recognise me as her mate, I do what I must to keep her close. I bind Faythe to me with a breeding contract. The last thing I expected was for her to bloom as a witch instead of a wolf. A wolfless Omega cannot be my mate, but a Blue Witch, the most powerful creature in the world, can stand shoulder to shoulder with me and anything that comes our way.

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To fulfill the Bet-on Agreement, I pretended to be a nobody and interned at my husband Evan Grant’s company for a week. On my first day at work, I ran into a woman waving a Marriage Certificate around at the front desk like she owned the place. “Do you even know what a marriage certificate means? It means I’m the only one for Mr. Grant! “Why are you standing so lazily? Is your spine weak, or do you just not see me? Lower your head! Keep it down until Mr. Grant arrives! “Is the cafeteria food terrible? I’ll have the Michelin chef spice it up for you!” I was about to step forward when a colleague grabbed my arm. “She’s Mr. Grant’s First Love,” they whispered. “I heard he proposed a hundred times before she finally said yes…” The colleague nodded toward the certificate and warned me kindly: “The worst that happens if you offend Mr. Grant is you might get fired. But offend Mrs. Grant… and you’ll vanish completely.” I nearly laughed out loud. I pulled out my phone and called my brother. “Lucas, get Evan here. Bring the divorce papers too. I want to see him on his knees begging me within five minutes.”

The day before the long weekend, I stopped by the branch office to deliver a file in my capacity as chairman. I had barely stepped through the door when I saw my old college classmate, Whitney Sims, surrounded by her usual circle of admirers. One of them said enviously, "I heard your fiance, Shane, is taking you home for the holiday? That's basically meeting the family, right?" "And tomorrow night at the corporate gala, he's bringing you out for the first time? Looks like the position of Mrs. Wilson is already secured!" I didn't react. I lowered my gaze and walked straight toward the office. Whitney called out behind me, "Skylar? I sent you my wedding invitation this morning–why didn't you reply?" "Oh–right, I almost forgot. The wedding's at the Grand Bellevue. You need at least a million in assets just to get in. I'm guessing you don't qualify?" She tapped my shoulder lightly, a faint smile on her lips. "Tell you what–I'll have my fiance speak to your supervisor and get your name on the guest list for tomorrow's gala. You can come watch me have my moment. Think of it as a preview of my happily-ever-after." I didn't even look up. "I'm busy that night. I won't be going." The moment I finished speaking, the woman beside her shoved me. "Who do you think you are? You're just a clerk running paperwork between offices–what are you putting on airs for? "Our Whitney is engaged to the CEO! She's being nice offering you a seat–don't push your luck!" "And don't think we don't know–if you hadn't stolen Whitney's college thesis, how would you have even gotten hired?" I almost laughed. I was the only daughter of the Reed family. Before I had even finished college, my parents had already handed over Reed Group to me. I was the chairman. What interview would I ever need?