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The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1088    |    Released on: Today at 15:13

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ger, Hayden moved. His reaction was instantaneous, a blur of protective instinct. He spun me around, shoving my face into the hard muscle of his chest a

in was torn f

ulder. A thin line of red was welling u

just begun to disperse, i

e didn't release me, didn't even seem to notice the men beyon

ered left wrist, making me gasp. I had to cradle my limp left hand against my chest, every step a jarring reminder of the bone-grin

lling me along in his wake.His body always pos

r side street. A black, heavily armored SUV was idling b

plush leather of the back seat and sl

arked at t

ack into my seat. The sounds of the gun battle faded behin

e of the seat, putting as much

s shirt, exposing the gash. To my astonishment, the bleeding had already stopped. The e

my voice barely a whisper

se, golden-brown eyes met mine, and for the

-born... Blackwood. You're not a spy; you're a runaway." He narrowed his eyes. "Whatever game you're pl

p, refusing

tor at rest, and gave an order to the dri

rough me. My blood ran cold.

g murmur, "You smell of them. Blackwood dust and old pine

ty behind for the dense, dark forests that marked the edge of my old home. The vehic

yden said, hi

ion inside. I was standing on Blackwood land for the first time in fifteen years. The familiar scent of

one last desperate attempt

adow. "I'll find out who you are." he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "And this." he pul

arkness. He paused, a ghost of that cruel smile touching

med shut, and the vehicle sped away, its

ilence of the forest, my heart poundi

rned and walked down the dirt path, t

A woman was waiting on the porch, her arms crossed, her face set in a permanent scowl. Brenda White, the head housekeeper. She fro

tone dripping with disdain. "They expected you'd c

nan, sat at the head of a long dining table. His mate, the acting Luna Georgiana, sat at hi

Then, his eyes flicked over me with cold indifference before returning to his plate, as if I were nothing more than a stray dog wandering

n years, it was colder and more veno

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The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate
The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate
“After fifteen years in the human world, I finally returned to my biological werewolf pack. My father and stepmother thought I was just a pathetic, wolfless orphan returning in cheap clothes to beg for their charity. The moment I arrived, they banished me to a damp, moldy servant's room. My half-sisters openly mocked my appearance and eagerly plotted to publicly humiliate my inability to shift at the upcoming full moon hunt. My stepmother, Georgiana, even held my hand with fake tears, probing to see if I remembered how she had abandoned me in the freezing rain fifteen years ago. They treated me like absolute dirt, entirely confident that they could easily crush me and control me for their own amusement. Did they really think I was still that helpless little girl? Did they honestly believe I survived fifteen years of exile just to come back and be their victim all over again? At the family dinner, my sister tried to shame me in front of everyone. "I don't suppose you've ever heard of Chanel, have you, sister?" I didn't shed a single tear or show a hint of anger. I calmly pulled out a priceless antique compass gifted by my adoptive family, the billionaire Beaumonts. Then, I placed my Cambridge degree and my elite analyst contract with the supernatural world's most feared intelligence agency, Aegis, right on the dining table. Watching my abusive family's faces twist from arrogant mockery to utter, trembling terror, I smiled. My revenge had officially begun.”