His Defiant Luna: The Lycan King's Contract Bride

Chapter 7

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Manhattan. I stared at the gray blur of the city throug

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rwork had already been drafted. The realization struck me like a bucket of ice water, and my breath caught in my throat. Alaric hadn't just agreed to my sudden proposa

low, secret purr at our Mate's terrifying, absolute possessiveness. I forced my muscles to uncoil, s

hout a word. To avoid the Warriors at the front gates, I took the narrow stone path to the s

e corner. Her eyes widened, her Inner Wolf shrinking from the freezing aura I didn't even realize I was proje

d out first, his oppressive Alpha aura-reeking of rotting earth-flooding the corridor. Kenda followed

retly, are you trying to steal our family's property like a crooked thi

wn fault. If it weren't for your cold and heartless natu

r. The cheap scent of her perfume was suffocating. Floyd, nearby, watched the tense standoff in the room, walked forward

nd we can compensate you a top-floor apartment in the city center with a one-year rent allowance, Alexa," Floyd said, "B

over me. Barret unleashed his Alpha's Command-a heavy, suffocating weight meant

re to my uncle, letting every ounce of contempt show. "And you. You couldn't build an empir

of purple. Roaring, he lunged forward

I stepped direc

installed a micro‑camera up there a month ago to track your embezzlement. Hit m

hand trembled in the air, but he didn't dare let it fall. I held his gaze for one long, silent second, savoring his impotent fury,

into the walk‑in closet, I pushed aside the false wall panel. The hidd

neath it-the original, unaltered trust documents proving my forty‑five percent True Alph

aline. I zipped the duffel shut and wrapped my hand around the

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His Defiant Luna: The Lycan King's Contract Bride

Chen Ziluo Werewolf

“I was waiting at the freezing airport for my fiancé when my phone buzzed with a dashcam alert from my other car. Opening the app, I was paralyzed by the sight of my fiancé, Floyd, tangled in the backseat with my own sister, Charlotte. "Alexa is a wolfless failure. I'm only marrying her for the pack shares," he groaned on the screen. When I brought the damning footage back to the packhouse, expecting my uncle to punish their betrayal, he unleashed his Alpha aura on me instead. "To prevent a scandal, the engagement is hereby transferred to Charlotte," my uncle declared coldly, blaming me for risking their corporate alliances. My aunt sneered, telling me that if I walked out those doors, I would be nothing but a pathetic rogue who would die in the streets. I was the true heir to my late father's legacy, yet I was standing entirely alone in a house of thieves. But the agonizing betrayal didn't break me. It rapidly cooled, hardening into an impenetrable armor of ice around my heart. I had nothing left to lose, which meant I was free to destroy them. I packed my core trust fund documents and went straight to Alaric Maxwell-the terrifying, ruthless Lycan King who supposedly repulsed all physical touch. I offered him a clinical, fake marriage to crush my uncle, completely unaware that the apex predator had already set an inescapable trap to claim me as his forever.”