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The Broken Alpha's Defiant Chosen Mate

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 810    |    Released on: Today at 15:47

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r to Rose. "Take her back to h

women I left behind. "Aunt Genevieve, you have seen the state of my daughter's

he sharp tap of a cane on stone as

his voice laced with a disappointment that was

her's face to know the terror t

m command Tobias from the hallway. "Put Lady Kensington and her entire family on the unwelcome list. And get Dr

long corridor from the ancestral hall to my chambers, his heavy footsteps revealing the burden on his mind. He pushed open the door wit

icy one. "I'm sorry, Addy," he said, his voice thick with self-

ak movement. "It's not your

e, shared affection. It was broken by the arrival of Dr

or the doctor and watching with a tense,

ked the faint, thready pulse at my wrist, and studied the pale, almost translucent ski

ightened with eve

way with slow, deliberate movements. He and my father stepped out into the cor

is... not good. Her vital energy is draining faster than my last assessment

Root... what about the root? Addy said her mother

erties are violent, powerful. It is used to expel potent wolfsbane toxins or heal catastrophic battle wounds. Miss Adeline's illness is a chronic weakness, a fragil

ringing silence

father kne

or the anger, the shoutin

gh the thick oak door. Why? Why would I risk everything, tell such a monumental

he didn't burst back in to c

his, I heard the hurried f

he butler said, h

ather asked, his patie

he Stormfang Pack, is here.

one charged with shock

p, steadying breath. "Show h

lmost feel him looking at it, the pieces clicking into pla

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The Broken Alpha's Defiant Chosen Mate
The Broken Alpha's Defiant Chosen Mate
“I was the sickly daughter of Duke Mack, bound by a political marriage to Axel Boyle, the powerful Alpha of the Stormfang Pack. Then, a prophetic nightmare showed me our bloody future. Axel's pack was ambushed; he returned a crippled man in a wheelchair, carrying the seven coffins of his slaughtered family. In my vision, my pragmatic father saw Axel as a useless liability and immediately broke our engagement. "You can't be expected to marry a cripple. You'd be the laughingstock of the entire territory," my wicked stepmother sneered, eager to toss him aside. They didn't know this ultimate betrayal would turn the broken hero into a vengeful monster. He eventually annihilated our pack and put my father's head on a pike. Waking up coughing blood, I realized the nightmare was already happening. My father was on his way to the Royal Court to publicly discard him. I was terrified. Why was my family so blind to the slaughter they were inviting? I couldn't let us die. Dragging my frail body out of bed, I intercepted my father at the city gates. "I will not be the one to abandon him when he needs support the most." I declared it in front of the grieving crowds and the cold-eyed Alpha himself. I even spent my entire dowry to buy a legendary herb to save his dying grandmother. This time, I would survive by binding the future villain to me.”