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The Dying Alpha's Unexpected Fated Mate

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 523    |    Released on: 16/09/2026

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gasps. A dark, viscous fluid, almost black, began to bead on Jasper's skin around the base

ixed together. Tears of relief streamed silently down her face. She saw this as a miracle. H

she mouthed t

required immense concentration. My own energy was draining

l voice, demanding entry. The guards were holding f

return with more force. I had to secure my position. I walked to the

pay for..." she

t, "I will demand The Rejection. And I will tell the entire Pack it was becaus

catastrophic scandal for Lady Cristen's faction. Agnes's face turned white. She understood th

against it for a moment, my

lack residue. Jasper's breathing was evening out, becoming deeper and st

out completely. The room spun. Luna Elayne rush

her voice thick with awe and gr

"This is just the first step. The

chair. "Rest. I w

w slightly ajar. I gestured for her to come in. "Holly,

th loyalty. She planted herself by the

he last thing I heard was the steady, rhythmic sound of Jasper

oan from the bed mad

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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."”