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Married To The Resurrected Alpha Prince

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 720    |    Released on: Today at 16:32

lia

d, my mind

What was he doing here, bleeding

had to be a conspiracy. The King's decre

k over. The man in front of me was a patient, an

tter beneath my fingers. Severe blood loss, hypovolem

arret, wrung his hands. "

," I commanded, my voice sha

tension from the carriage's far corne

was a third person in the shadows. A woman, exquis

but I recognized the scent of privilege and ar

aded. "He's a physician. He

lver wound can't be touched! It will spread the poison!

time they arrived, Jude would be a corpse. Their methods

through her hysterics. "His abdominal aorta may be severed. The only way to sa

excise, tissue-we

t. "Open... his stomach? Yo

e a mask of conflict. My

se to Jude, my voice low and clear, willi

I need to cut you open to repair the damage. I will also need to perform a... blood fusion. Give you my ow

ng as possible. It was a

, clouded with pain, struggled to focus on

to him! He's a madma

Her use of his first name

d his gaz

into an eternity. His

his lips moved. A single, rag

Do

eeded. I straightened up, my

Guard the carriag

crambled

but I silenced her with a look. "If

her flinch. She stumbled out

door shut, sea

ined through my research. It was the universal blood I had created

ath, pulling on a

he floor. My husband. A stran

just my patient. And m

ght, focused beam of the lamp, the col

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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."”