My Fake Rogue Mate Is The Alpha King

Chapter 5

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could only watch through the glass as nurses and doctors moved around his s

he man of the house, gripped my hand. "He's go

reaking free. "He will be, Zane. He has to be."

. It appears to be a rare form of chronic poisoning. We can't ide

d. Grandpa was so carefu

ps echoed down the quie

s now wearing a simple black t-shirt and jeans.

placed a firm, steady

e and stepping between us like a small, fier

kly. "He's... my mate." The word f

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ility. His focus was entirely o

ed in concentration. He had a look of intense focus that made

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t. "Uncle, please be qui

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power radiating from Aiden and paled. "Who

ach word a block of granite. He

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n response. "I ne

back to us. I saw him put the phone

was he talking to? A

have a friend who's a doctor. He specializes in di

en the doors to the ICU burst open. A nurs

It's a miracle! All his rea

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My Fake Rogue Mate Is The Alpha King

Waldo Friesinger Werewolf

“I stood outside the Pack Registration Hall, waiting to bind my future with Mark, the man I had loved for five years. But instead of taking my hand, he stopped a foot away and publicly rejected me in front of the crowd. "I can't take on your family's endless medical bills. I need a real she-wolf for a mate, not some wolfless mutt." The onlookers snickered, their whispers feeling like physical blows. My heart shattered into pieces. My grandfather was in the hospital, relying on me to settle down so he could face his risky surgery with peace of mind. Now, I was left with nothing but humiliation and a mountain of debt I could never pay off. I stared at the man I had devoted my entire youth to, his face now completely foreign. Why was my lack of a wolf a sin? Why did my family's suffering make me a burden to be thrown away like trash? Just as I was about to break, I saw a tall, intimidating stranger across the plaza, swarmed by reporters after his own high-society fiancée publicly dumped him. Driven by sheer desperation for my grandfather's life, I wiped my tears, walked straight up to this terrifying man, and blocked his path. "You need a mate to save face, and I need a million dollars for medical bills. Marry me." I expected him to laugh and push me aside. Instead, a calculating smile touched his lips, and he handed me a black card.”