After Rebirth, I Refused the Cruel Alpha and Married the Dead Alpha King

Chapter 4

Word Count: 665 | Released on: 23/09/2026

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utrage in the hall

nning herself furiously. "Stealing a funerary tribute from a war hero's shrine to fo

d Margaret Beaumont, an elder Luna from a prominent border pack. "Su

tting his brown hair against his forehead. "No! No, Your Majesty, this is

m off, my voice steady, cold, and merciless. "You knew that if you claimed we had a prior li

on's booming voice shook the r

e trailing behind him. He radiated the oppressive, dark aura of

have made an error in judgment regarding a piece of cloth, but his intentions were noble! Edward is dead!

urderous gaze wi

ound, my Wolfless body cowering under his Alpha command. But my soul had alread

timidation mean

ard the royal dais, "then let the cloth be burned right here, so it may

na decreed before Karson

ier filled with glowing coals. The royal herald d

light, the embroidered wolf crest dissolving int

ding together so hard I could hear the enamel cr

d your name. However, the matter of your pack's governance remains unsettled. As an unmate

lea. Betroth me to Lord Edward. Grant me the title of his honorary widow. I will manage t

nnot allow millions of gold coins and ten thousand elite wolf-

reinforced doors at the back of the Great H

vered in dried black blood, stumbled across the thre

rieked, his voice hoarse with terror. "The Rogue packs have breached the o

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After Rebirth, I Refused the Cruel Alpha and Married the Dead Alpha King

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“"For the honor of the fallen Nelson Pack, I humbly ask for Lady Kelli's hand." Demonte's voice echoed through the grand banquet hall as he knelt before the Alpha King. The crystal chandeliers blinded me, but it was the phantom pain of jagged silver blades piercing my chest that made my breath catch. I looked down at my smooth, unscarred hands. I was back. Reborn on the exact night of my seventeenth year when my life was bartered away like worthless livestock. Demonte played the chivalrous Alpha, pretending to save a "useless, wolfless orphan" like me. Beside him, his secret lover Baylee shed theatrical tears, playing the selfless martyr willing to share her man. In my past life, I believed their sickening lies. I let them use a twisted marriage rite to steal my pack's million acres and ten thousand loyal warriors, only to be locked in a dark dungeon while they slaughtered my remaining kin. My heart hammered violently against my ribs, but my blood boiled with cold, unyielding fury. Why should this adopted hypocrite be allowed to steal my inheritance and erase the sacrifice of his own pureblood brother? I refused to take Demonte's outstretched hand. Instead, I sank to the cold marble floor before the throne and demanded to fulfill an ancient honor pact by marrying his deceased brother, the fallen hero Edward Wiley. Just as the royal court erupted in mockery over my vow to a dead man, the heavy iron doors crashed open, and a terrifying, blood-drenched warrior stepped out of the freezing northern gale.”