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Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Alpha Uncle

Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Alpha Uncle

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1247    |    Released on: Today at 11:33

mari

plush red runner of the hallway. Tomorrow is the

husband disappeared without a trace. In the chaos of t

cond door on the right.

nerves. It was a premonition. I hesitated for a heartbeat, th

y heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic bird

, punctuated by low groans. My breath hitched. My finge

r open just a fr

fiancé. His eyes were closed, his head thrown back

e hair, the white dress of a bridesmaid bunched

he world tilted, the ornate wallpaper swimming before my eyes. Betrayal wasn't a strong

hot, burned thr

t possessed, raised my phone. I found the camera

ssed

k. "After we're married, the Frost Legacy Holdings trust is as

ce, sickly sweet. "What will you d

Once I have control, I'll file for bankruptcy, liquidate the assets, and

fists, pummeling the

ith my half-sister, and they even discussed ways to commit murder

t on my phone screen. Every tremor of my

aved the file, my chest heaving

to g

carpet. The sound was a dull scrape, but in th

inside the

lemont's voice w

throat. I didn't

he sky had opened up, a furious, cleansing downpour. The rain was ice-cold, ins

shaking too hard to fit the key in the lock. Finally, it clicked. I t

tion. The engine roared to life. I stomped on the gas, the tires screech

in the rearview mirror until it wa

he deluge. I was on the winding mountain road that led

that dripped from my hair. I slammed my fist against the steering wheel, a sharp pain shooti

errifying second. My headlights cut through the da

tree, its front end crumpled like a tin can.

d, the tires screaming in protest, and

blems forgotten. The engine was still s

Clemont and Kaylen hadn't managed

ind tore at me, nearly knocking me off my feet. I struggled

bbed the handle with both hands and pulled, my muscles screaming. The me

thing primal and intoxicating. Cedarwood and pine, like a deep forest after

shoulders filling the driver's seat. Blood matted his dark hair

st. I clawed at it, my manicured nails scraping against the hard pla

lly hitting the release button wi

ht out of the car. He was impossibly heavy, a mountain of a man. My feet sl

gain, pulling with every ounce of strength I had. His body slid from

oment my fingertips touched his cold skin, a jolt, like static electricit

s snapp

was happening, his hand shot out, his blood-slicked fi

ous. He was not wea

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Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Alpha Uncle
Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Alpha Uncle
“On the eve of my grand wedding, I was supposed to marry Clemont, the man I thought would help protect my family's legacy. But minutes before walking down the aisle, an anonymous text led me to a guest room. Pushing the door open, I saw my fiancé tangled in the sheets with my stepsister, Kaylen. Through the crack in the door, I didn't just witness their betrayal; I heard their entire vicious plot. "After we're married, the trust is as good as mine. I'll liquidate the assets and leave her with nothing." Clemont laughed, promising to throw me out on the street the moment he got control of my mother's company. They thought I was just a weak, wolfless bride they could easily crush. My heart shattered, but the grief was quickly swallowed by a burning rage. My father was in a coma, and I had agreed to this marriage to save our estate. How could they be so cruel as to steal everything my family built and leave me for dead? I didn't scream or cry. Instead, I pulled out my phone and recorded every disgusting word. When the priest asked if I took this man to be my husband, I looked at the crowd, played the video on the cathedral's massive screen, and walked right into the arms of the one man Clemont feared most-his uncle, the ruthless Alpha of the Blackstone Pack.”