The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate

From the back cover

After fifteen years in the human world, I finally returned to my biological werewolf pack.

My father and stepmother thought I was just a pathetic, wolfless orphan returning in cheap clothes to beg for their charity.

The moment I arrived, they banished me to a damp, moldy servant's room. My half-sisters openly mocked my appearance and eagerly plotted to publicly humiliate my inability to shift at the upcoming full moon hunt. My stepmother, Georgiana, even held my hand with fake tears, probing to see if I remembered how she had abandoned me in the freezing rain fifteen years ago. They treated me like absolute dirt, entirely confident that they could easily crush me and control me for their own amusement.

Did they really think I was still that helpless little girl? Did they honestly believe I survived fifteen years of exile just to come back and be their victim all over again?

At the family dinner, my sister tried to shame me in front of everyone.

"I don't suppose you've ever heard of Chanel, have you, sister?"

I didn't shed a single tear or show a hint of anger.

I calmly pulled out a priceless antique compass gifted by my adoptive family, the billionaire Beaumonts.

Then, I placed my Cambridge degree and my elite analyst contract with the supernatural world's most feared intelligence agency, Aegis, right on the dining table.

Watching my abusive family's faces twist from arrogant mockery to utter, trembling terror, I smiled.

My revenge had officially begun.