The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Author: Marvella

Chapter 1

Word Count: 725 | Released on: 16/06/2026

lea'

a lamb to slaughter. They had n

dling herbs, sifted through brittle blossoms as I ran through tonight's intelligence reports in my mind. Three noble houses had shifted their tra

ail just as the door slam

The mask I wore in this house slipped back into place-the

e with fury, two hulking guards flanking her.

ands curling into

easured. The voice of a girl who'd learned n

u are to be married. To Alpha Enz

he Mad Wolf of the North. They said he'd torn his last fiancée apart w

ipped out of me.

't have

lf calculation. "Why not Rosalie? She's you

ree quick strides, and her hand cracked against my

sour with old wine. "She won't be wasted on a cursed animal. You-a wolfless stray we pulle

was meant to cut.

nk I was panicking. Let her think I was weak. A thick arm shot out. A

remain in this room until the wedding. You will be a good, obedient

. At the door she paused, looking back over her

. The Black Moon Pack has plenty of silv

e of panic. The ultimate weakness

heavy finality. A k

ng. But beneath the trembling

ached out-not with my v

tic-like whi

, do y

ation. The thing the Thornes never

They thought they were sending a br

eir biggest secret a front-row seat t

thoughts clear and prec

center of power than ever before. I could gather intelligence on e

ge will not

be my

web, I need resources. Funding

ought they sold me f

them to pay

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The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Marvella Romance

“For twenty years, I lived as the Thorne family's wolfless charity case, believing I was their orphaned cousin. Then, they suddenly forced me to marry Alpha Enzo Barnes of the Black Moon Pack. He was known as the cursed monster of the north, a bloodthirsty beast who had allegedly torn his last fiancée apart. When I asked why their biological daughter Rosalie couldn't take this honor, Eleanor slapped me across the face. "You are nothing but a stray we picked from the mud," she hissed. I overheard their true plan. I wasn't family. I was just a disposable pawn they had raised for this exact moment, sent to die so Rosalie could safely marry the Alpha Prince. On my wedding night, the monstrous Alpha nearly strangled me to death before his guards finally subdued him with silver chains. The Thornes were miles away, celebrating their cleverness, entirely certain they had sent a helpless lamb to the slaughter. They thought I would cower in the dark, crying over my broken life until the beast finally finished me off. But they had no idea who they had really sent into the rival pack's heart. I wasn't a fragile stray. I was "Shadow," the leader of the kingdom's largest underground intelligence network. Before I left, I extorted ten million dollars from my fake family as the price for my silence. This marriage wasn't my tomb. It was an infiltration.”