Chosen as the Cursed Alpha's Seventh Bride

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mply disliked. I was considered an e

mother had been a witch, and in a pack that worshiped pure wolf blood above almost everyt

ed early, if I had shifted beneath the moon like every other Alpha-blooded child was expected to do,

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ield. My stepsister Linda was even better at it; she never needed to raise her h

rvants who whispered that I was cursed, and how to pretend my stepmother Dorothy's gentle smile did not hurt more than open cruelty bec

completely collapsed under

t I no longer knew how to separate

or in our pack, handsome, admired, an

scars as if they were something precious instead of proof of every pun

wai

hrough nineteen, twenty, and twenty-one, while the pack's disappointment hardened into mockery and my father's eyes grew colder each time he lo

as my las

in the ritual circle and forced myself not to tremble. The silver bowl before me reflected the moonlight, the elder's chant rose and fe

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Linda lowered her eyes to hide the smile pulling at her lips, and my fath

the worst pain

was

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mouth h

staring, but beneath their spoken words came another

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pack's hidden cruelty poured into me without mercy. Every smile had a second voice. Every pitying

ded B

o had always made the nois

e to find him, a maid passed close enough f

swear, if I have to wait for them to finish and then scr

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id's wrist so ha

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error. "Miss Emilia,

telling

s had n

had he

crossing the courtyard, climbing the stairs, or passing the servants who stepped out of my way with startled faces

e be

e the one thought

t him sti

Linda's door,

d the d

me was worse th

ythmically, obscen

wled beneath him on the bed. Linda's long legs wrapped around h

r. My bo

felt nothing. Just a hollow, echoing

crashed into my mi

How did I waste many years on that frigid wolfless bitch?] Brandon

think Brandon ever loved her? Please. He's been mine since the day I decid

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descent fury-flo

he door and hurled it at the wall beside t

screaming, Brandon scra

ace went white. "This

m. "Explain how you've been fucking my sister f

opped. "Ho

ped into the room, my ha

her lips. "Oh, please. Don't act so surprised, Emilia. Did you really

n I thought. Look at her, abo

connected with Brandon's cheek with