Revenge: The Comatose Alpha's Substitute Bride

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up. In a blur of motion so fast my human eyes barely regist

g flat against the wall beside my head. The heat radiating from his bare chest

rated in my chest. He leaned down, his stormy gray eyes locking ont

d my chin up, refusing to break eye contact, even as

r, Alpha King. Heir to the Lycan bloodline. Ambushed with silver on your own

ting pressure. He was releasing his Alpha pheromones, weaponizing his aura to force me into submission. It was

ce, but my knees didn't buckle. I had no inner wolf for him to command. For the f

so close I could feel the wa

quickly as it had appeared. He leaned in a fraction closer, his gaze dropping to my

ghtly trace the line of my jaw. The touch sent an invol

ile touching my lips. "I'm your wife. Vivianna S

crackling and dangerous. He didn't move

e, though his eyes never left mine. "You keep playing the comatose king, and I'll play the devoted, grieving litt

Hayes?" he countered,

nce between us before his proximity completely scrambled my thoughts. "The people who put you in that bed are

a hole in my back. "Give me one reason n

eapon when it's handed to you." With that, I stood and walked back

nd me, leaving him s

He took the bed; I took the velvet sof

ive new clothes and a Sinclair Pack-issued encrypted phone,

t, after confirming Kaelen was "asleep," I s

the cheap, threadbare dress I had arrived in-the only item I had secretly salv

ower to hack into the Sinclair Pack's internal network. From th

ice answered. "Leviathan. You finally surfaced. Any longer

ed of all pretense, holding only the cool confi

ike an anxious student. "Office? Vivi, do you have any idea what happ

s. And I need you to run a full financial workup on the Hayes Group,

el replied instantly.

of the master bedroom. A small smile touched my lips.

lugged the micro-device. As I turned back toward

nothing but a pair of loose pajama pants, the moonlight gleaming on the defined, s

quiet, but it cut through the cri

ad used a micro-laryngeal vibrator, which picked up vocal cord vibrations

glowing screen of the encrypted phone, offering him a sheepish smile. "I could

enough innocent reverence to make my o

. He gave me a long, searching look, his eyes narrowing as if trying to peel back m

when I finally stepped back inside and

der. The title printed across the front read: Background Inv