The Wolfless Bride Of The Dying Alpha

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an scream tore from D

ng into a tight ball. Beads of sweat clung to his forehead, plastering his dark h

, the drugs still lingering in my system, while memories from my previous life fla

-year-old girl's body. A body that had never been star

heavy gasps. "How dare you treat me l

o the bedside table and picked up the heavy crysta

. Every quiet step seemed to echo through the silent room

nto whimpers. His eyes, wide with pain and fear, finally realized that the gi

htray pressed against his sweat-soaked

I asked, my voic

g anywhere but at me. He feared Candice more than h

he had made t

de his head. The crystal exploded apart with a sound like a gunshot. A

y, and a pathetic scr

was Candice's plan! She

t time. But this time, the rules o

piece. I didn't have much time left. Candice

ing with a vitality I had not possessed for years. I quickly smoothed down my dress and pulled the torn corset tog

eling worm on the floor and

" I ordered.

the jacket off him myself. Using one of the decorative cords from the curtains, I tightly bound his hands behind

echoing down the hallway. Arriving before Candice h

n there? I heard you

ce. I let it linger for a single second b

the door and lis

ed violently, and

ore frantic, and th

you okay?" It was Jesse Ell

ad ever felt, every moment of helplessness I had endured. I let it wash over

elf as a fright

shoulder slammed into

st the far wall. I drew my knees to my ches

n with the sound o

Their faces were a mixture of fake concern and greedy anticipation, eager t

m was nothing like w

y intact, curled up in a corn

elano Castro-bound, gagged,