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The Wolfless Outcast's Defiant Mate And Her Sweet Revenge

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 889    |    Released on: 24/06/2026

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users and a soft cashmere sweater. Changing into them felt like shedding a skin. I wa

the silent and efficient Leo. It moved through the night like a

sat beside me, his profile st

My voice was steady, cleare

, his grey eyes wa

was it. This was my chance

ship. An alliance. I am not your possession. I will no

tched in my hand. "The apartment is... generous.

h word, "I need to work. I need my own money, my o

esolve, "there will be honesty between us. No more secrets. No more lies." I

finished, a slow, genuine smile spread across his face. It tr

he sai

Authorize Ms. Green for access to

et mounted on the dashboard. He then passed the tablet back to

onded mates are held in common. It is as much yours as it is mine. Use it to

ver, ever hurt you. But there are things... things about me, about my situation, that I cannot tell you. N

for patience. For trust. After a day of nothing but decei

owly. "Okay

d garage of a sleek, modern skyscr

entrance to a VIP office wher

polished desk. "Once signed and witnessed, your scents will be permanently linked i

unbreakable. It superseded almost any other Pack law or decree. Once this was filed, not

op of blood from each of our fingertips. The drops mingled under a glass slide, and a screen on the d

clerk handed us an official certificate

fully inside the leather folder. A for

f relief washed over me. It was done. It was real. I was no longer Grace Green, the u

e in my expression. "Feelin

ded.

oice gentle. "Now, let

at him,

his tone deceptively mild. "It's time you col

ve mother, Debra Green and her daughter Kloe, of stepping back into

cause he reached out and covered it w

his voice a low promise. "

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The Wolfless Outcast's Defiant Mate And Her Sweet Revenge
The Wolfless Outcast's Defiant Mate And Her Sweet Revenge
“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.”