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Revenge: The Comatose Alpha's Substitute Bride

Revenge: The Comatose Alpha's Substitute Bride

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1034    |    Released on: 15/09/2026

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a vegetable! A d

, stood panting, her knuckles white, shards of glass glittering at her feet like fallen stars. Her unevenly bl

y, was failing miserably. His face was a mask of strained purple. "Ya

est of my life!" she screamed back. "No! I'm mea

he air was thick with the cloying scent of Yasmine's

oved with a practiced, predatory grace in her tight silk robe, her g

nk back against the wallpaper, making myself look as small and pathetic as possible. I let my lower

's side. "We have another daughter, don't we?" she mur

sitation quickly extinguished by resolve. I f

onto my chin, forcing my head up. "Listen, Vivianna"-her voice was like h

ss, anyway. A waste of space without an inner wolf. Marry

trigger the mate-bond recognition, making me a

over my cheek. "But... please, Rhonda," I whimpered, making my voice crack perfec

It's time you repaid the Hayes family for raising you." Her idea of rais

ious glee. "Yeah, Vivi. It's perfect for you

ng hair curtain my face, hiding

k's sigil-a roaring dire wolf. "Sign it, Vivianna,"

ntil an ambush with a silver weapon left him in an incurable coma. Silver was the only substance th

ly, nearly dropping the expensive fountain pen onto the parchment. It was a flawless act,

small, the exact script o

ed my cheek as if I were a pet. "Good girl. Go pack your things. No,

Problem solved. Don't cry, I orde

room-a cramped stora

embling stopped instantly. I wiped the fake tear from my cheek,

y thought they were punishing me. They had absolutely no id

. It was a stroke

orn to shreds at the borders. But as the legally bound wife of their comatose Alpha? I would be u

pack's inner sanctum. The exact place I needed to be to find

re business suit stood there. "Miss Monroe," she said, her tone flat and pro

taking one last look at this p

, made a face at me. Rhonda d

ze. "Get her there sa

d but screaming wealth. The door closed be

ched the lights of the villa

sion of playing the victim. The mask of fear completely dissolve

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Revenge: The Comatose Alpha's Substitute Bride
Revenge: The Comatose Alpha's Substitute Bride
“I was the adopted, "wolfless" orphan of the Hayes family, treated as nothing more than an unpaid servant to my stepsister, Yasmine. When the legendary Sinclair Pack demanded a bride for their comatose Alpha King, Yasmine smashed a vase in disgust. "I'm meant to be a queen, not a nursemaid to a vegetable!" she screamed. So, my stepmother forced me to sign the marriage papers, treating me like a worthless substitute to secure a ten million dollar dowry. They sent me to the Sinclair estate in rags, thinking they had disposed of me for good. Later, they even ambushed me in public, loudly mocking my "corpse" of a husband and trying to humiliate me into paying for their luxury shopping spree with a Sinclair black card. They laughed at my fake tears, treating me like a pathetic, genetic dead-end destined to rot in isolation. To them, I was just a naive, terrified pawn, a disposable shield meant to suffer while they reaped the rewards of my misery. They thought I would just swallow the abuse and fade into the shadows forever. But they didn't know I was secretly a ruthless financial mastermind who had just shorted their entire company. And they definitely didn't know that my "comatose" Alpha husband was actually wide awake, and we had just formed a deadly alliance to destroy them all.”