The Journey Of Us

Alpha's Regret: The Hybrid's Royal Contract

Lila

For years, Elara Park endured being called "half-breed" and "weak blood" at pack meetings. Because she was a hybrid wolf, she trusted Zack Blackwood's sweet promises. Then he rejected their fated mate bond moments after claiming her body. Before she could even breathe through the soul-crushing agony, the news was already celebrating his engagement to her vindictive stepsister, Selina. The headlines gushed about their "perfect pureblooded union." Her mother's call came like a final blow: "Elara, you're twenty-three now. It's time you contributed to the family." Marry the worthless second son of a prominent Alpha family or lose her father's empire forever. They had her trapped, ready to steal her birthright and leave her powerless. But as the heartbreak bled out, ice-cold determination took its place. Elara went to the arranged meeting at the city's most exclusive club, determined to turn her mother's matchmaking scheme to her advantage. She would agree to marriage-but on her own terms. When she found who she believed was Damian Sterling in the private suite, she cut straight to business: a contract marriage with clear boundaries, separate lives, and a guaranteed escape route. What she didn't know? The devastatingly dangerous man who'd just signed her contract with a predator's smile wasn't the pathetic playboy she expected. He was Dominic Wolfe-the Alpha King who'd been relentlessly hunting her for years. And now, she'd just signed herself over to him completely.

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Kavya stared at the two people seated before her-her so-called consultant and her incompetent marketing manager.

"Do I have to do everything myself?" she snapped, eyes locking with Glory. "As my consultant, isn't it your job to foresee possible setbacks?"

Then her glare shifted. "And you, Mr. Paul-your incompetence is sickening. I've had it with you."

Paul shifted uncomfortably. "Madam Kavya, it's just a minor setback. These things take time-"

"Minor?" Her voice rose sharply. "How dare you? I don't pay you the big bucks for setbacks. You know what? Get out of my sight."

Paul stood quickly, ready to flee, but then-

"And clear your desk while you're at it."

He froze. Then dropped to his knees.

"Please, Madam Kavya. I'll do better-I'll work twice as hard. Please, ma. I'm good at this."

Kavya took a slow, cold step toward him, eyes like steel.

"I don't want good, Paul. I want the best. If I were just good, would I have built all this?" She gestured around the lavish office. "Would Kavya's Glow be the top beauty brand in Los Angeles if I settled for average? Now get your ass off my floor and get the hell out of my building!"

Paul scrambled out in silence.

She turned to Glory. "As for you, missy-I assume you already have a solution to this new problem?"

"I... you... actually... yes, ma. I do," Glory stammered.

"Good. I hope so. Because if not, you'll be out of a job very soon. Get out."

When the room finally fell silent, Kavya walked to the large mirror across the office. Her reflection stared back-a flawless, poised, powerful 26-year-old woman. Beautiful. Elegant. Fiercely driven.

CEO of Kavya's Glow. The face of the brand. A woman who built an empire.

"Oh, Kavya, stay calm," she whispered to herself, breathing in deeply. "Breathe."

She exhaled slowly, steadied, and returned to her desk.

Just then, her office door flew open.

"What's up, girl?"

Patricia.

Kavya sighed. "I should've known knocking would be too much to expect."

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