“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates.
The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall.
“Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side.
It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after.
But not my mates.
They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me.
“Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me.
“Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains.
My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes.
In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up.
Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not.
And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her.
“We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal.
At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me.
So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice.
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Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters.
On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past:
-Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend
-Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him
-Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell
-And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishment
They all seemed to want revenge.
But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them.
At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion.
But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her.
To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.

There was utter silence in the bathroom. I knew they were watching my breasts before Troy sighed and clapped.


"Okay, enough. It's not like anyone here is interested in this skunk. People get naked all the time before their transitions," he stepped ahead and stood in front of me, his back facing me.


"Yeah, right. She must be thinking we're desperate," said Haiden, scoffing and walking past me. I let go of my shirt, and it covered my body again.


"Let's not give her false hopes that handsome alphas like us could ever be satisfied watching her body," Yorick added, leaving the bathroom. To be honest, their comments helped me feel better. It made me feel like nothing wrong happened here.


"Give her the pieces back. Let her sit and tape them together, and only then will she realize how hard it is to pick up the broken pieces and fix them," there was a deeper meaning behind Troy's words. He saw me as someone who had wronged him.


Chapter 9 - 9-The Unforgiving Alpha