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The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 695    |    Released on: 16/06/2026

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bed my lips with a linen napkin. T

ess. She hasn't been able to get a message out. But no news is go

with a satisfied smirk. "A wolfless thing like her would

ea's tragic death arrived, Father would go to the Alpha King, full of sorrow,

mediate thing

ushed my chair back. "We're discussing

n calculations. Mother smiled, knowing

o drive toward the edge of the city, to the discreet inn where Prince Damian was wait

lea'

three Omega maids moved around the room, tidying things alre

t the instructions for The Whisper Net to him. The ten million was useless sitting in an ac

tes from my window. I noted the maids' habits. They were ski

was m

It makes it so difficult to rest. I have a blend of herbs that

ooked hesitant. "But Lun

dering you to relax. Go to the kitchens. Prepare a po

pinch of my own blend-valerian root and lavender, enoug

eful future. They slowly relaxed, fear giving way to exhaustion. W

coul

took a small vial of pungent, earthy oil and dabbed it on my pu

t halls. I moved swiftly, using my planned route, stickin

passing just yards from where I hid in a recessed doorway. Cool n

m just

he estate, watching the section of wall I'd identified as easi

was a fra

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sper, righ

ips. My blood turned to ice.

light, was Ash. Not smiling. Just watching me,

n waitin

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The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride
The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride
“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.”