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The Dying Alpha's Unexpected Fated Mate

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 661    |    Released on: 16/09/2026

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ornate ceremonial gown. The guards immediately flanked

Her eyes raked over me again, this time with a flicker of something th

urning on her heel withou

tern-faced Kensingtons watched me from the walls, their

ce was pale with anxiety, her brown eyes wide with fear for me. She was a timid Omega girl, a distant

ptible shake of my head, warnin

Keep moving," she snapped, shoving m

myself, my jaw tightening. The insult was a small, sha

were open, revealing a dark carriage drawn by two black horses

, my voice firm. "Holl

"You're in no positi

I just managed to come up with. "It's to ensure the purity of the offering to the Goddess.

sense. It was a gamble that their fear of a fai

ith suspicion and annoyance, but the menti

d one of the guards, who

want to be the one responsible if the r

h the girl. But she rides on

me," I countered, pushing my a

frustrated sigh and nodded curtly. Holly

get in, the carriage lurched violently, a wheel di

feeling a trickle of warmth on my forehead. My fingers came away sticky with a trace

in after me, her eyes filled with tea

mmed shut, plunging u

Holly whispered, fumbl

my voice urgent. "Listen to me very

r trembling. "I need you to do som

ith her loyalty. She understood loya

s it started to move, and began to give he

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The Dying Alpha's Unexpected Fated Mate
The Dying Alpha's Unexpected Fated Mate
“I was born a useless Omega, living in the slums. When the Kensington Pack's Alpha heir was dying, they needed a sacrificial bride to absorb his curse. My cousin faked a coma to escape, so I was dragged away as her replacement. They didn't treat me like a bride, but a disposable vessel. The Alpha's cruel brother deliberately crashed my carriage. To humiliate me, he forced me to complete the wedding ceremony with a rooster. Afterwards, the maids locked me in a dark, damp storeroom to rot, waiting for the ritual to bind my life to a corpse. In their eyes, an Omega from the swamp was just garbage. They thought they had brought a helpless lamb to the slaughter. But they didn't know my soul was from another world. I wasn't a lamb; I was a surgeon. I faked a deadly asthma attack to force the terrified servants to take me to the Alpha's chamber. Using my silver needles, I drew the incurable poison right out of his heart. When the arrogant Alpha woke up and tried to use his dominance to throw me out, I simply pierced a nerve cluster in his neck, completely paralyzing him. "Now, my patient," I smiled sweetly as he glared at me in horror. "Let's discuss my consultation fee."”