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The Wolfless Outcast's Defiant Mate And Her Sweet Revenge

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 932    |    Released on: 24/06/2026

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cious but spartan, furnished with books and maps rather than the opulent decor

to the center of the li

m his chair to a low sofa. The movement was slow, deliberate, and clearly agonizin

me help." The words were

would refuse. Then, the tension seemed to drain out o

d the metal box. "You should...

he blood-soaked fabric of his shirt away from the raw wounds. The sight of his back made my

d in antiseptic. "Th

aid, his voice mu

gainst his hot skin. A jolt, that same electric spark from our first touch,

ed to focus on the task, on the clinical act of cleaning and bandaging, but I was acutely awa

n, he spoke, his vo

inclair is

tiseptic-soaked cotton

pered, my bloo

e, Eleanor's plan was set in motion long before today. Your engag

al; it was a long, drawn-out deception. My entire relationship with

age so cold and pure it fel

on the door st

a clean-shaven jaw and an expression of unwavering professionalism. He didn't so much as blink at t

ce crisp. "Everything y

Sharp, Constant

slim leather folder and several large, ele

and, without opening it, h

lap and pulled out the documents in

e and the Green family. The second was a certificate of financial independence. The third... the third was the

printed in clear, bol

im, speechless. "I... I don

ining the most obvious thing in the world. "This manor is not s

he clothes are for Grace. And Leo, notify the Pack Administra

ed, his efficiency almost unne

took to acquire a Palisades penthouse at a moment's notice. It didn

ot as Julian's uncle, not as a cripple, but

pushed himself up, ignoring the

he said, his grey eyes locking o

shiver down my spine. "Get dressed. We need to leave. There are certain legalities

statement of fact. And in that moment, surrounded by enemies and uncert

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The Wolfless Outcast's Defiant Mate And Her Sweet Revenge
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“I arrived at Blackwood Manor in a simple blue dress, nervous but excited for my engagement dinner with Julian. But my future mother-in-law, Eleanor, handed me a glass of spiked lemonade. Within minutes, I was locked inside an isolated guest room, burning alive in a forced, unnatural Heat. When the door finally burst open, flashbulbs blinded me. Eleanor shrieked, accusing Julian's "crippled" uncle, Constantine, of drugging and defiling me. I looked desperately at Julian, the man who was supposed to love me, but he simply averted his eyes and abandoned me to the wolves. To protect my honor, Constantine took the blame. He endured twenty agonizing lashes from a silver whip, his back torn to bloody ribbons while the entire Pack watched in disgust. I later found out it was all a calculated trap. Eleanor had already arranged a wealthier, more powerful bride for Julian. I was just a disposable Omega obstacle. Even my adoptive family tried to extort a dowry out of my ruined reputation, treating me like worthless garbage. But as I stood in my abusive childhood home, watching Constantine effortlessly crush my adoptive parents' greed, he pointed to the prized decorative plate on their mantel. "Go on. Think of it as a farewell ceremony." I picked it up and smashed it against the stone hearth, the explosive crack shattering years of suffocating silence. This time, I wasn't going to be a victim.”