His Defiant Captive: The Fallen Alpha's Heir

Chapter 7

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hat was pure, undiluted disgust. The movement was too proud, too defiant for

he demanded, his voice losing its

was supposed to feel. "My name is Anitra, sir," I

ht in a memory. A twisted, mocking smile suddenly spre

name. It was a soft, mou

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dom girl who happened to look like the woman he'd b

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ed forward, his body tipping over t

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king splash, he hit the

rning water where he was struggling and sputtering, and a wild, terrifying sense of elation

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His Defiant Captive: The Fallen Alpha's Heir

Anastasia Paige Werewolf

“I am a lowly Omega servant, forced to warm the cold bed of the ruthless Alpha King every night. But no one knows I am actually Karis Romero, the sole survivor of a slaughtered Alpha pack, betrayed by my own fiancé. Holland Berger, the man who once promised me forever, personally led the massacre against my family just to climb the ranks. After months of enduring endless humiliation and drinking bitter contraceptive herbs, I finally found my chance to push him off a stone bridge at the royal gala. But my revenge failed. I slipped during the escape and nearly fell to my death in the freezing river, only to be caught by a pair of iron arms. The man who saved me was the cruel Alpha King himself. He paraded me through his domain, carried me back to his bedroom, and pinned me against the wall under the blazing chandelier. I didn't understand why this terrifying tyrant would save a worthless servant who had just attempted murder in his gardens. Was I just a malfunctioning tool he refused to let break, or did he want to punish me himself? Then, he gripped my chin, his cold blue eyes piercing right through my soul. "Karis Romero, how long did you think you could hide?" He had known my true identity from the very beginning, and now, my real nightmare was just starting.”