The Alpha's Unexpected Secret Replacement Bride

Chapter 9

Word Count: 840 | Released on: 02/07/2026

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iage navigated through a dense, forebodi

arp angles and towering spires, looking less like a home and more like a slumbering beast of prey waiting to snap its jaws shut. Ligh

moon

barely spared us a glance, their eyes constantly scanning the perim

n a severe black dress. Her gray hair was pulled back into an unforgivingly tig

oking at me not as a bride, but as a sacrificial lamb that wouldn't survive th

y squashing the tremor of fear

ped down from the carriage. My silk slippers had been ruined in the mud ear

vaulted ceilings disappeared into the shadows, the walls were bare, and the air was as silent

But perfect for someone wh

ht into a massive, circular grand hall that looked like the site of ancient

e hall, a man stood befo

His presence was so massive, so overwhelmingly dominant, that it seemed to suck all the oxygen out of

weak aura for years, suddenly stirred with a mixture of p

o be Caide

had to physically fight the urge to turn and ru

d of raw pine, dark earth, and winter frost. It was so pote

only a few feet away. The

features were devastatingly handsome. His hair was as black as a moonless night, cut military-sho

ice right through the fragile tulle of my veil, right through the web of lies I had spun, straight into the deepest,

the base of my spine, setting my blood on fire. My breath caught in my throat. My heart skipped a beat, then began to pound in a new

wave of profound shock, followed by a sickening

suming pull, whatever I had felt for Erich was nothing but a pathetic, artificial spark. Erich wasn't my f

is terrifying, bloodthirsty monst

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Er Ye Werewolf

“In my past life, I took a poisoned arrow with my bare hands to pave my fiancé's path to the throne. But on the eve of his coronation, right in front of my bloody interrogation table, my best friend was pressed against his chest, letting out sweet, coquettish moans. Holding her, he sneered that my scarred hands were too dirty, and methodically chopped my fingers off, one by one. He forced me to my knees to watch as 72 members of my family-even the month-old infants-were beheaded in the public square. Their warm blood completely soaked my white wedding dress. Biting into my bleeding stumps, I swore a blood curse. When I opened my eyes, I was back on the morning of my wedding day. This time, to hell with true love! In the middle of a torrential storm, I hijacked another bridal carriage. I ripped off my luxurious veil and smashed it onto a terrified, weeping bride. "You want the perfect Alpha?" I told her. "He's yours." Without looking back, I marched straight into the lair of Caiden Gregory. He was the dominion's most terrifying "Mate-Killer"-a bloodthirsty monster rumored to feast on human flesh. To drag my ex to hell, I willingly sacrificed myself to a true demon. But the second we completed the sacred mating bond before the dark altar... The "monster" forcefully grabbed my waist and slammed me against the cold stone. A soul-shaking electric jolt ignited my blood. He was my true Fated Mate?! His stormy gray eyes pierced right through my disguise. With a ruthless tear, he ripped off my stolen veil, the deadly point of his Alpha fangs grazing my pulse. "You're not the cowardly rabbit they sent me," he growled, a predatory hunger darkening his eyes. "Since you went through so much trouble to crawl into my territory... let's see if you actually have the life force to survive our wedding night, my beautiful... fake bride."”