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The Secret Identity of His Unwanted Wolfless Mate

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 895    |    Released on: Today at 12:21

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He moved to stand between me and the door, blocking my exit. Hamilton and Sterling followed

proud. It was serious. Pleading. "Harmony, I'

I never made you a

ne. He was playing his final card. "You didn't. But your m

place. My master. The one person in the world who had ever mattered. T

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narrowed, sensing he had just been given a crucial piec

ied, he told me his heir would repay it for him, should I ever call it in." He

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y, seeing the reluctant acceptance in my eyes. "I just need

orporation were pressuring him to have Hamilton marry into another powerful clan, a mov

an unknown, a complete outsider ... it will throw them into

man's promise against my own freedom. The silence stretche

my composure was restored. "One month," I said, my voice flat and businessli

heodore's face. "Of

h a thunderous expression, finally spoke. His voi

t. This is a transaction between your grandfather and me. You are simply a

elined in his own home by a girl he despise

erting his authority as the Alpha. "As the Carter hei

own pride, Hamilton let out a short, harsh soun

ered to him, "This is insan

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one. I turned

t Hamilton drive you home. You t

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at each other, and the mutual, unadulterated loathing

r, down the stone steps, and along the winding gravel pa

Hamilton paced like a caged wolf. Sterling, trying to distra

t's official. That mystery chess grandmaster, 'H', just accepted

r months, he had been obsessed with the anonymous player 'H', who had appeared from nowhere and d

his anger. He stopped

Online match,

ntract were forgotten. All that mattered was the game.

ged to the woman he had just b

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The Secret Identity of His Unwanted Wolfless Mate
The Secret Identity of His Unwanted Wolfless Mate
“My fiancé slid a black credit card across the restaurant table, his voice cutting through the quiet room to announce our engagement was over. "I can't marry a wolfless, it's an insult to the pack." He declared me a disgrace, while my stepsister sat right beside him, gripping his hand and shedding perfectly timed, fake tears of sympathy. The humiliation didn't end there. When I returned to the house I grew up in, my own parents treated me like a disease. Terrified that my ruined reputation would taint their precious social standing, my father actually dialed 911 to report me as a fugitive. "She's a criminal, lock her up so she stops ruining this family!" my mother shrieked, hoping to throw me in a cell just to get rid of me. They all looked down on me, mocking my lack of a wolf and praising my stepsister's bright future, fully believing I was just a pathetic, useless outcast destined for the gutter. But they had no idea that behind my plain clothes, I was "The Architect"-the top-secret genius controlling the military's most classified AI. So, when the supreme Lycan heir was forced to offer me a fake engagement, I calmly accepted the deal and logged on to apply for M.I.T., ready to show them exactly who they had thrown away.”