The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Chapter 7

Word Count: 700 | Released on: 16/06/2026

Alpha's chambers. The transition always came wi

k. On a piece of parchment,

maids. Stop

ned. He'd know

desk, retreated to the massive bed, a

o's

f the night was a black hole punctuated by jagged image

loss of time. The feeling of b

rose. My body ached. Then

hed. He'd be

ent. Get her some mai

dacity of this other, giving me orders.

he Thorne girl. That was

mbered her fragile throat in my hand. The memory brought a surge of something I ref

his weakness wasn't

ace. But the words were seared into my mind. A primal

mental voice a sharp command that wo

I want to know every move she makes, every word

tion-a way to frame compliance as control.

tal voice betrayed noth

g the sun rise over my bleak lands

oman-or the ghost haunting

lea'

to a so

. But the door was still a splintered

out cau

ever. Behind him, three young Omega wom

ese servants will a

strangle me last night was now sending me

h clothes, warm water. The breakfast was lavish-smok

of trap closing in. The maids were quiet, efficient, and never left me alone. Ke

edom w

to meet Ash would no

und myself thinking of his kind gray eyes, his gentle smil

oment, a savage beast. The next, a provider. Cha

mise, counting their rewards. Rosalie was likely preening for h

had n

he food my would-be murderer had sen

n a gild

the key was completel

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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.”