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Betrayed By My Fiancé, Claimed By His Alpha Brother

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 682    |    Released on: 06/07/2026

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skin a pasty, sickly white. She made a move, a desperate, instinctua

silent, hulking men who had materialized behind him was all it took. A

He finally turned his attention to Jenna, his voice a soft,

se to bother people who are under m

, her eyes wide with terror. He knew. He had seen her harassing

y own spine. His protecti

ach for what isn't yours," his voice dropped, the purr replaced by the low

to drop ten degrees. The air crackle

floor if the bodyguard hadn't been standing right ther

y elsewhere. He handed a slip of paper to the salesperson. "Have

my ad

ry pressure, and steered me out of the store. I could feel Je

in the cool, sterile air of the parking

oice shaking with a mixture of anger a

is sleek black car, unperturbed

The words flew out of my

fluid stride. He backed me against the cold metal, caging me in

wered it, his eyes never

his lips. "Good. Keep an eye on her. I don't want

at me. "That was my man. Je

want to be anywhere near him. But the look

ow, watching the city lights streak by. Cain's sudden appearance had been a shock, a complication I

an just a possessive Alpha. He wa

was screaming into her phone. Julian, instead of offering co

away from him! Do you have an

wasn't a prize to be won. She

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Betrayed By My Fiancé, Claimed By His Alpha Brother
Betrayed By My Fiancé, Claimed By His Alpha Brother
“On the eve of our claiming ceremony, I returned to our apartment to grab my forgotten phone. Afterwards, I was supposed to become Julian Sinclair's Luna. Instead, I opened the bedroom door to find him naked, tangled in the sheets with my best friend, Jenna. I fled to a bar to drown my shattered heart, only to run into Cain Sinclair-Julian's terrifying half-brother, the Alpha known as The Executioner. The moment his scent hit me, the inescapable pull of the mate bond snapped into place. He took me to his penthouse, claimed me, and forced me into a contract. He even moved into my apartment, controlling my food, destroying my photos, and turning my safe haven into a suffocating cage. When I desperately tried to sneak out with a packed bag, he caught me at the door, threw me over his shoulder, and brutally branded my neck, declaring I belonged to him from the inside out. I was completely trapped, suffocating under the weight of a monster far more dangerous than the fiancé who had betrayed me. Why did the Moon Goddess curse me with the devil himself? Then my phone buzzed with a photo from Cain: Julian, beaten to an unrecognizable, bloody pulp in an alley. Staring at the screen, a cold resolve finally replaced my fear; if I was caged by a monster, I would use his fangs to tear Jenna and Julian apart at tomorrow's ceremony.”