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The Wolfless Bride Of The Dying Alpha

Chapter 6 

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ce of a foreign wolf kingdom and the younger brother of the Wolf King,

ished stone. "Alpha Kevin's health... is deteriorating. The silver poisoning he

able warrior who had single-handedly turned the tide of the

e drift casually around the room. "A noble daughter from a loyal family. It would demonstrat

d anxiously into his ear. I caught fragments of the words: Kl

pressed into a thin line, his jaw clenched tight, and the muscles in his neck stood rigid with ang

opened. Servants entered,

an a living person. Yet beneath his trembling frame was a stil

Kevin

r lay limp against his scalp. A thick fur blanket had been pulled up to his chin, but it could not hide the tremors shaking hi

epths before he was seized by a violent coughing fit. It was a terrible, wet sound, as though his body were tearing itsel

my expression. I had coveted the Dread Guard for a long tim

one side. He had lost consciousness. His servants q

w words of concern be

E P

to my small cottage on

t recognize. The moment they saw me, they sprang apart, guilt written all over their faces. Martha was

walked past them a

ed open, and my mattress sat crooked on the be

nd disrespectful. "Miss Kloe. The Luna is look

wall, knelt down, and pried up a loose fl

, I retrieved a long, heavy

y, I unw

to a brilliant shine. Intricate carvings of crim

weapon. Cr

nging coursed through me. My mother, Arena, the Crimson Wolf, had been the fierces

ackward. Genuine and overwhe

oward her, the spear's tip now

ice was cold and deadly, as sharp as the s

. the Luna," she stammered, trembling violently. "She... she told me

on Crest.

atrice that if she sends anyone into my room again, the

d away like a f

m, the weight of the silver spear

face m

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“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.”