The Wolfless Bride Of The Dying Alpha

Chapter 4

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ndice, for once, was speechless, her tears of humiliation her only defense.

oe! Candice was worried s

pt past the onlookers-past the curiou

e was trying to blend

ned eyes. Candice's favorite little lackey. In my past life, she had b

flickered across my lips.

ughtful sound. "Oh...

turned to

nd my voice hardened. "It w

Her already pale face turned chalk-white

low and deliberate. She was a c

dripping with feigned revelation. "You thought I caught you, so

t yet introduced to society, carrying on a secret liaison

ing, shaking her head wildly.

end her sister. "Kloe, how can you say so

ing with contempt. "Some children ha

ached into the jacket pocket I had forced him to rem

expensive handkerchief. In one corner, embroid

sla's terrified face. "Isn't this yours? I recall your

serpent. Her eyes widened in terror. It was he

e she was about to be sick. She had never imagined I would find it. It was he

a dagger aimed at h

spicion to contempt as they looked at I

ed at Candice, her eyes begging for help, beggi

e. I knew her bet

andkerchief was her plant, she would be

her sister, the choice was

, and her silence was a

's face was almost pitiable. The first crack i

erchief flutter

d to the room. "Someone was caught red-handed and d

er. "And you, dear sister. You were so quick to condemn me without

hung in the air, sh

stroyed me. Instead, she had managed to tarnish her

the spectacle, whispering excitedly about the scanda

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Silk Mirage Werewolf

“I was locked in a freezing stone dungeon, condemned by my own father as a "wolfless" disgrace to the Howe Pack. My stepsister, Candyce, glided into my squalid prison wearing sapphire silk, bringing news that shattered my world. She smiled cruelly as she told me my loyal protector was slaughtered at the gates, and my sweet, naive little brother Rowan had been executed that very morning. "It was never about love, you silly girl. It was about what your mother left behind." She revealed that the Prince only courted me to uncover my mother's secret, then she forced silver-laced wine down my throat. As the silver dust tore through my insides like a thousand burning knives, I realized my entire family, and even my intended mate, had conspired to destroy me. They had orchestrated my ruin, stolen my birthright, and stood by watching as I was thrown to the wolves. I died in unimaginable agony, staring at Candyce's beautiful face, finally seeing the ugly, raw jealousy she had hidden for so long. If I get another chance, I swore to the darkness swallowing me whole, I will make them pay in blood. Opening my eyes again, the suffocating stench of cheap cologne filled my lungs, and a heavy weight pressed down on me. I was back on the night of my fifteenth birthday, the exact moment the setup to ruin my life began. This time, I didn't cry. I kneed my attacker, grabbed a heavy crystal ashtray, and waited for my stepsister to kick the door down.”