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Married To The Resurrected Alpha Prince

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 851    |    Released on: Today at 16:32

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as nowhere to be seen. A silent Omega maid brought me a simple meal of br

ave me the privacy I needed

g ears, I retrieved the strange, smooth piece of metal I had kept

ll upon it, just as I had practi

walls of the

soles and strange, humming machines lined the walls. Surgical instr

pocket dimensi

ibiotics, scalpels, a blood analyzer. Any one

dote. Second, find a way out of here and establish a foothold in Lunari

and the gates were locked after

ride. I kept to my room and the small, withered garden outsid

devoured texts on this world's herbology, cross-ref

simple herbal remedies. They knew nothing of surgery, of pathology

ter, my c

t slip that Alastair would be in the city on family b

en's clothing from my dimension, alo

y to build up the bridge of my nose and shadow to deepen my eye sockets, hardening my features. A wig

all mysel

from old blueprints I'd studied, I found a disuse

obblestones. I pulled my cap low and stuck to the shadows, h

of hooves echoed fro

narrow alley, ho

thundered past, its movement e

age lurched violently, tilting at a dangerous angle. The driver c

coppery, mixed with another scent-so

ell of

he danger. Silver was poison to werewolves. A

nce away. The driver leaped down, pounding on

mell of blood

usiness. I was already risking

gut. I was a doctor. I couldn't

itching my voice lower. "Do y

with a mixture of hope and suspicion. "A phy

y. "If you waste any more ti

convinced him. With a desperate curs

t rolled out w

man. A massive wound gaped in his abdomen, soak

ilver weapon. The flesh around the wou

sweat, it was unmistakable. The chiseled jaw, the st

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Married To The Resurrected Alpha Prince
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“I was forced to marry a dead man. Deemed the "Ugly Kensington" because of my wolfsbane scars, my family sacrificed me to be the widow of the late Alpha Prince, Jude Montgomery. But the "dead" prince wasn't dead at all. Sneaking out one night, I used my secret medical knowledge to save a dying werewolf from severe silver poisoning, only to realize the man bleeding out was my husband. The next day, Jude returned to the castle in glory-with another woman in his arms. He publicly credited the beautiful Coraima with saving his life. While she played the devoted savior, Jude humiliated me in front of the entire court. He refused to acknowledge me as his Luna, but he also refused to grant me a Rejection, keeping me trapped purely as a political shield to silence his enemies. I was the one who cut him open and gave him my own blood to pull him back from the brink of death. Yet there I stood, the mocked and unwanted bride, watching him stroke the hair of the woman who had done nothing but scream during the surgery. But I wasn't the weak, ugly Omega they thought I was. I didn't cry or beg. Instead, I calmly looked at my powerful Alpha husband and proposed a cold, unyielding contract. "Give me a private laboratory and unlimited funds for one year, and then, you will give me my freedom."”