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Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King

Chapter 5 

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mbled to the main entrance of the manor. I heard Cydney shrieking ord

chief steward, stood outside the massive iron gates, his expression impassive. He was a man carved from granite,

ed to carry over the commotion. "Cydney, we are here only to witness. An agreeme

a public rebuke. Cydney fell silent,

to salvage the situation. "Elders,

er's blustering. "The agreement is clear. The assets are to be retu

of the manor. The rooms were filled with beautiful things-rosewood furniture, silk draperies, priceless art.

my mother's, my brother's, and my chambers that belongs to us personal

mother watched for a moment, her expression lost, then she took a deep breat

a sharp suit, a lawyer, stepped forward and read from a document in a loud, clear voice. "Under federal property law, obstructi

r. The public shame of having sheriffs force thei

A few of the manor's servants, long tired of Cydney's tyrann

the precision of a disciplined army, marching past my sputtering,

er and began issuing orders. "The Persian rug in the great hall, item A

eless vases, carefully dismantling chandeliers, rolling up ancien

ted two of the stronger footmen who had come with Marcus's team. "The window," I said, pointin

the wing. It drew the attention of everyone nearby. I stood in the

rying across the manicured lawns. "We are taking them with us today

saw Belia flinch, her fac

who lived nearby were gathering at a safe distance, their

to the front lawn, arranging them in neat rows. It was an ostentatious di

ng hollowed out, its opulent shell crac

had sent a mind-link to his personal guard at the barracks, a desperate attempt to use force. The reply came back, and I saw the flicker o

his mind, a suspicion that he was caught in a web far larger a

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Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King
Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King
“I had been courting the Alpha heir for two years, waiting for the day he would finally propose and make me his Luna. But instead of a ring, he calmly informed me that he was using my family's massive financial donation to buy a noble title for my cousin, Carson. "Carson needs this title to be a suitable match for my future mate," he said, expecting me to gratefully accept being relegated to the shadows as a secondary mate. When I returned home, my own father and grandmother didn't defend me. They praised Carson and demanded I accept the humiliation, claiming my mother's vast merchant wealth belonged entirely to their Pack. When my mother and I refused to yield, my father threatened to sever their mate bond and exile my brother and me as hunted, Packless Rogues. For eighteen years, my family's consortium had funded their lavish lifestyle, yet they treated us like nothing more than a vault to be plundered. The man I loved and the family I trusted were willing to destroy my life and my mother's dignity just to feed their own greed and arrogant pride. I didn't shed a single tear. I immediately initiated the liquidation protocol, recalling every asset we had ever loaned them and stripping their grand manor bare to the walls. Then, I packed a priceless mythril sword and sent a letter to the one man who could help me crush them all: the ruthless Wolf of the North.”