"He is our mate!" my wolf growled, and my heart raced. Kylan, the strongest Lycan Prince. The dream of every girl at Starlight Academy. He is... my mate?!He moved closer, step by step, until my back was against the tree. His fingers gripped my chin, tilting my face up. I blushed, but— "You are nothing but a pathetic, low-rank puppy," his voice dripped with disgust, cutting through my heart like a blade. "I will never accept you as my mate. NEVER."--------------------------------------------------------VioletMy heart pounded with excitement and nerves as I walked across the campus of Starlight Academy with my suitcases in my hands.This had been my dream for as long as I could remember—to be among the best shifters. The academy was very hard to get into but somehow I had managed to do it.Today would be the start of a new chapter in my life, and absolutely nothing could ruin it."Move it, four eyes!"Almost nothing.I released a yelp as someone shove me down to the ground, and I fell down with my suitcases.My glasses slipped from my face and I panicked."No, no!" I whispered, closing my eyes as I desperately looked for them.They needed to remain on my eyes at all times. I'd had them since I was eight years old, and all I knew was that it would be a cold and lonely night if I didn't have them on at all times.The nightmares, the visions…"Yes!" I breathed, my fingers brushing against the familiar frame. Relieved, I quickly put them back on.I caught a glimpse of the back of the guy who had pushed me over as he walked with his group of friends. "What a rude guy!" my wolf, Lumia and I muttered at the same time.One of the guys, wearing a blue hoodie, looked back with what seemed like a look of sympathy.Our eyes met, and then he made a turn, sprinting to my direction.Flustered, I watched as he grabbed my suitcases from the ground before sticking out his hand to help me."Are you okay?""Yes, thanks," I accepted as I got up, now standing face to face with him.My lips instantly curled at the handsome blonde in front of me, his eyes as brown as honey and his hair slightly lighter than mine."I'm sorry for the prince," he said. "He didn't mean it, he's a bit cranky today."I frowned. "The prince?"The guy eyed me strangely. "The Ly…never mind. First day?""Yes.""Do you need help with your suitcases?""Yes, sure."He grabbed my two suitcases and we began to walk, my short legs struggling to keep up as I was almost half his size. "Were you on your way to pick up your keys?""Yes.""Can you only say, yes?""Ye…I mean—no," I shook my head, a bit embarrassed.He chuckled. "I'm Nate, member of the student council.""Violet," I responded.Nate glanced at me, and then his eyes studied me. His look was so intense I couldn't help but blush. "So let me guess," he spoke. "Seventeen, small and humble pack, Alpha's daughter, healer's acquaintance?"I looked at him, shocked, and let out a surprised laugh. "You were almost right—eighteen."And then there was this other thing.The Alpha was my uncle who had raised me, but it wasn't something I ever felt like discussing.When I was eight, my parents had passed away in an attack, and my uncle had been taking care of me ever since. He was the Alpha of the Bloodrose pack, a small pack from the east."Studying to be the healer's acquaintance? Your parents must be proud of you," Nate said."Yes, and they..." I replied, the words trailing off.Alpha Fergus had tried to treat me like a daughter, but the man was just too awkward to raise one. He had never been around much, and our Luna, Sonya had tried her best, but we just didn't have that mother-daughter click. Adding salt to the wound was Dylan, my cousin, who I grew up with. I called him my brother, everyone did. He had hated me all my life, never giving me a reason, and we had never gotten along.He was a sophomore at Starlight Academy and had made it very clear that we were not family within these walls and to stay away from him.His exact words had been, 'Do not embarrass me, freak.'"They're proud," I sighed.As I followed Nate, I noticed a lot of girls fighting for his attention. Once in a while he would acknowledge one of them, and was met with squeals. With a face like that, it wasn't hard to guess that he was popular. Above all, he seemed to have a good heart as well.He caught me staring, and I lowered my gaze to the ground with a giggle."Here you are," Nate said.I looked up and realized we had already arrived at the grand hall. "Come on," he guided me inside, and it was just as incredible as I remembered from the orientation—a large, open space with high ceilings and luxe appearance.It was quite busy, the area filled with students and suitcases. "Wow," I gasped, looking around in awe.Nate pointed. "That's the front desk. You can go there for information and get your keys," then he stuck out his hand. "It was nice to meet you. Welcome, and I hope you'll have a good year—Violet."I looked at his hand for a mome

😍"Boss, the ex-wife who divorced you five years ago has appeared at the airport.""Go there immediately and lock down the airport!"😍Chapter 1 Let Us Get A DivorceIn the dimly lit room, the woman's soft, kitten-like sobbing caused the man to involuntarily quicken his pace.Suggestive sighs echoed through the room, making one's face flush and heart race.Plop!An intense motion knocked over the bedside table lamp, and it suddenly lit up, filling the space with orange-yellow light.In stark contrast to the enchanting sounds, the man tightly gripped his female companion's chin and glared at her indifferently. “Francesca Beckman, are you so desperate that you'd resort to using drugs just to make me touch you?”His grip was strong, causing a faint bruise to appear on Francesca's fair skin. Unable to speak, a tear slid down from the corner of her eye.“I didn't do it...”With great difficulty, Francesca squeezed out a few words, and more tears flowed from the corner of her eyes. Colton Zeller's eyes darkened slightly, and without any mercy, he let go of Francesca and coldly walked into the bathroom.The pain throughout Francesca's body left her unable to move. It took her a while to prop herself up and slowly pull her clothes back on.Her gaze fell on the drawer of the bedside table, and she bit her lip tightly.Three years ago, Beckman Group faced financial difficulties. To forge an alliance with Zeller Group, her parents drugged her and sent her to Colton's bed, which led to their marriage.Colton believed all of this was Francesca's cunning scheme, and he never had the slightest bit of affection for her. Instead, he resented her, loathed her, and wished he could stay far away from her.The reason was simple—Colton cherished and adored his beloved first crush, otherwise known as the Nation's Darling, Elsa Larson.Faced with Colton's disgust, Francesca accepted it all without resentment or anger. Not only that, she was considerate and thoughtful toward him. There was no one in the wealthy circles of Alenvista who did not ridicule her for it.Still, Francesca didn't mind it at all. She had never mentioned any of this to Colton and continued to be as tolerant and accepting of him as always.Yet, that kind of tolerance ultimately came to an end that day.The intense exercise caused Francesca's fingers to tremble slightly, but she ignored it and reached out to take some files from the drawer.Just then, Colton finished taking his bath. With a dark expression, he had someone bring a box of pills, which he threw mercilessly in front of Francesca, saying, “Eat it.”Francesca looked at the label on the box before her: Emergency contraceptive pills. She felt a chill in her heart.Her silence led Colton to mistakenly believe she was unwilling to take the medicine. Impatience flashed in his eyes, and he said sneeringly, “Do you really think you'll give birth to my child? Francesca, stop daydreaming.”Francesca picked up the box of pills and looked at Colton expressionlessly.The tear stains on her face hadn't been wiped away yet, and under the dim light, they shimmered with a delicate glow.Colton didn't like her weak demeanor, and his eyes gradually darkened.He brushed aside the faint unease in his heart and looked down at her condescendingly. “Tell me. How much money do you want this time?”“Let's get a divorce,” Francesca declared darkly.Her gaze was solemn and lifeless, and Colton felt as if she was looking at someone else through him. Yet upon closer inspection, it didn't quite seem that way.This realization made Colton feel inexplicably anxious. He clenched his fingers and sarcastically said, “So, now, you've learned the art of playing hard to get? Tell me. How much money does Beckman Group want this time?”Francesca silently pushed the document forward, drawing attention to a two-centimeter-long scar on her slender arm.Her expression was terrifyingly calm.Colton casually picked up the document and said, “So Beckman Group finally realized you're useless and decided to exchange you for money...”The title of the document came into view: Divorce agreement. Colton's pupils constricted slightly. He sneered and threw the agreement onto the table.He lit a cigarette, and through the hazy smoke, he gazed at Francesca's blurred face. “Playing hard to get?”Chapter 2 Consider It A Gift For YouThe sarcasm in Colton's eyes was undisguised, as he couldn't believe that Francesca, who had used every means to marry him, would give up everything she had now.Needless to say, the content of the divorce agreement was absurdly ridiculous. Apart from requesting the dissolution of the marriage, it demanded nothing else.How is that possible for someone as greedy as Francesca?Francesca tightly gripped the quilt in her hand. She looked straight at Colton as she uttered slowly, “I harbor no hidden agendas, Colton. Everything I once owed you has been returned.”I don't love you anymore.She didn't

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"Miss Anna, are you sure you want to erase all your personal records? Once it's done, you will effectively cease to exist, and no one will be able to find you." Anna paused for a moment, then nodded firmly. "Yes, I want to disappear from everyone’s view." There was a hint of surprise on the other end of the line, but they replied quickly, "Understood, Miss Anna. The procedure will be completed within two weeks. Please be patient." After hanging up, Anna took out her phone and booked a flight to France for two weeks later. Meanwhile, a replay of the Texas Consortium’s press conference was on TV. A week earlier, Jonathan, the president of the Texas Consortium, unveiled a unique piece of jewelry made from the world’s finest diamonds and gemstones, crafted specifically for his wife and named— AYANNA By naming it after Anna, Jonathan declared to the world his undying love for her. The launch of AYANNA went viral across all major platforms, generating endless buzz. After the press conference, the TV began showing clips of reporters interviewing people on the street. “Hello, sir! Are you aware of the legendary romance between Mr. Jonathan and his wife?” A woman in a floral dress replied with envy, "Who doesn’t know their love story? Mr. Jonathan even published a book filled with little notes about his wife! Since she loves cherries, he filled the entire garden with cherry trees. I told my husband to learn from him, but he said he couldn’t be that kind of man. It's just frustrating!" The reporter continued interviewing others. A young female college student stood before the microphone with her hands clasped to her chest, saying with starry eyes, “Their love story is like a fairy tale come true! Mr. Jonathan is just the epitome of a true romantic. Four years ago, when his wife was critically ill and needed a kidney, he didn’t hesitate. Despite everyone’s objections, he lay on the operating table that very day to give her his own. He said his wife was his life, and if she were gone, he wouldn’t want to live either. What a perfect man!” … The reporter interviewed countless people, each expressing envy for Jonathan and Anna’s love. The news replayed over and over, while Anna watched with a bitter smile. Since childhood, her looks had attracted countless admirers. But after her parents’ early divorce, Anna had never trusted love. She rejected every confession, saying, "Sorry, I don’t want a boyfriend. I'm not interested in romance." Then she met Jonathan. Unlike others, he persistently pursued her for three years, only growing more determined with each rejection. Once, he nearly risked his life in a high-stakes race just to win a necklace she liked. Only then did her heart begin to soften. When they were together, his love never wavered; in fact, he went to great lengths to make her feel cherished, gradually melting her hardened heart. Even his proposal took fifty-two attempts before she finally found the courage to say yes and agreed to marry him. On the day of his proposal, Anna looked at the ring on her finger, tears in her eyes, and told Jonathan, “Jonathan, from now on, I’ll strive to be the best wife I can be for you, through life and death, poverty or wealth, and I will never betray you. But there’s one thing you must remember: I cannot tolerate deception. If you ever lie to me, I’ll disappear from your world forever!” The beautiful memories had since been shattered by a harsh reality. Three months ago, she discovered that Jonathan had secretly taken a lover. He spent his days with Anna, and his nights with her. His heart was already divided between the two. It turned out to be true: the one who falls in love first often falls out of it first, while the one who loves slowly can’t help but keep loving deeply. Anna smiled bitterly, turned off the TV, and printed out the divorce papers she had prepared, carefully signing her name. Now, her words had come true. She would disappear from his world forever. After signing her name, she placed the divorce papers in a beautifully wrapped gift box. An hour later, Jonathan walked in. Without even taking off his shoes, he rushed over, holding her close as he apologized softly, “I’m sorry, Anna. I went to pick up the jewelry today, so I’m late for our anniversary. Don’t be mad, okay?” Jonathan took out the AYANNA jewelry box, coaxing her. The collar of his black shirt was slightly open, revealing faint kiss marks and scratches on his skin stung Anna's eyes deeply. Was he really out picking up jewelry, or was he with Isabella? He probably just left Isabella’s bed. Jonathan, oblivious to her expression, gazed at her with affection, fastening the jewelry on her. The sparkling gems reflected her beauty, making her even more radiant. "Anna, you look stunning," Jonathan said, his eyes full of admiration. Anna didn’t show any joy. Instead, she handed him the box with the divorce papers, her eyes red. “This is for you.” Jonathan looked puzzled, “