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Loving Her Rogue Alpha

Before he turned 18, Daniel was the top teenage werewolf and the pride of his tribe. Even Daniel thought he would outperform his father, become the perfect Silver Wolf, and marry his childhood sweetheart—Barbara. His perfect dream was crushed on his 18th birthday when he failed to transform into his wolf form and became a joke of the tribe. “It’s a shame! You don’t deserve to be part of us!” Daniel’s father insulted. “I won’t accept an ‘incomplete werewolf’ to be my husband!” Barbara protested. “We can crush you with just one paw, useless sc*m!” scoffed Barbara’s father with a disdainful look. With a punch in Daniel’s stomach, Rogers—his best friend—spurned and ridiculed him. “Get away from me, dork!” He lost everything, even his secret hideout which his second-best friend—Charlie—burned down. Lost in despair, Daniel took refuge in the human world as he explore his chances of transformation. He wanted to prove to himself that he was the top werewolf even if he could not transform. “HELPPP!” A lady’s cry got Daniel to the scene and rescued her from the rapist—who was then stripped naked. After the rescue, Daniel instructed his assistant to send the lady to the hospital. His kindness was repaid with love when the lady fell for Daniel. Martina was her name and she was one of the illegitimate daughters in the tribe. Upon suffering from abuse by her stepmother, she escaped the tribe and met the man of her life. “I want to see your boss!” Martina picked up the courage to pursue her love… Neither of them knew that they were under the watchful eyes of the greedy devil and that their love would soon lead them to disaster.

JQK · General
Not enough ratings
30 Chs

[Daniel's P.O.V.]

It was my fault that the shop in Empress's Alley was still losing money after the recent major business restructuring.

There were many proposals submitted by the staff, but I wanted to choose a proposal for the flower shop.

There were few people in Empress Alley, there were many working-class residents, and flowers were not a necessity. It was almost impossible to make a profit from selling flowers.

As a businessman, I knew very well that this was a loss-making business. Albeit, I did it anyway. The reason was simple. I was homesick.

I was a werewolf. I grew up in the forest, but in the human world, there were many tall buildings, and the air was stuffy. I had not been close to nature for a long time.

So when I saw the proposal for the flower shop, knowing the loss, I still agreed.