The Alpha King's Contract Mark: Bound by a Forbidden Desire

Chapter 7

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The Alpha King's Contract Mark: Bound by a Forbidden Desire

Asher Wolfe Werewolf

“In a world where shifter status is everything, I was branded a wolfless defect. At the grand pack gala, my fiancé publicly broke our betrothal, discarding me like trash. But the real nightmare started when my adoptive father dragged me into a back room. "You owe this family, and you will pay off our forty-million-dollar debt!" He had sold me to a crime syndicate. I fled into the Forbidden Forest, only to stumble into the path of Cyrus Sinclair, the terrifying Lycan King. He was dying from silver poisoning. To save himself, he forcibly marked me, binding me as his captive servant because my body somehow absorbed his toxicity. I thought I had just traded one hell for a much darker one. But a blood test in his medical wing revealed a sickening truth. I wasn't born a defect. For five years, my adoptive father had been secretly poisoning me every single day with a synthetic neuro-inhibitor. He paralyzed my inner wolf and engineered me into a biological sponge just to sell me to the highest bidder. My entire life of humiliation and abuse was a calculated lie. When my father and his mobsters came to the Sinclair estate to drag me back to hell, Cyrus didn't just slaughter them. He looked at the men who ruined my life and made a chilling declaration. "She is my mate." I accepted the monster's ruthless protection. Because this time, I wasn't going to run. I was going to burn my family's empire to the ground.”