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The Crippled Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 768    |    Released on: Today at 21:46

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awn crept through t

e sound of m

s wheelchair beside the bed, sta

said coldly. "Scent alone will not satisfy the elders

a small silver-plated letter o

on, he dragged the blade acro

lesh, turning the edges of the cut a bruis

ng finger onto the center of the white

instincts

n for a pureblood Alpha, an open wound exposed to p

out a small porcelain jar of ance

lver cuts do not heal on their

rm, scooping a dollop of the pale blue paste an

ed his skin, a faint hiss

the bleeding stopped, and the jagged edges of

roze com

ze locking onto the white

round my wrist, his g

he demanded, his voice thick w

ribs, but I forced my voice

celebrated genius Healer of our pack.

golden fire in his eyes cool

e dripping with skepticism. "The

medies of the Glenn family come from her hands.

lingering on the porcelain jar a

ed, and Ruby entered

e bowed deeply, collected the line

toward the study, leaving m

ine

, looking down a

mished, with not a trace o

ombined with the faint scent of crushe

me hands had applied that exact salve to my shattered che

it was Arlet

s a bla

the Glenn family would have paraded her before the entir

nd Caleb entered, placing a th

e historical record

reports of neglect, isolation, and abu

aleb reported. "All public patents and cre

"Check the northern military outposts from three years ago. I want satellite l

away,

g the spot on my finger where her

orcade for tomorrow morning. The Luna is retur

stood,

, a cold smirk touching my lips. "I want to see what happens w

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The Crippled Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride
The Crippled Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride
“I was born a Wolfless runt in the Glenn pack, treated as a genetic defect, while my younger sister Arleth was hailed as our territory's miracle Healer. To secure our borders, my father sold me to the Blood River Pack as a sacrificial bride to Blaine Wells, a crippled, scarred Alpha tyrant rumored to murder every woman sent to his bed. In my past life, I obediently accepted my fate, hoping to buy peace for my family. I had no idea they had completely stripped me of my life's work behind my back. They stole my secret herbal research, took my healing potions, and handed all my glory to Arleth. Even my fiancé, Keanu, broke our promises to betroth her instead. "She was a Wolfless waste. Sacrificing her was the only useful thing she ever did." They left me to freeze to death in the northern wasteland, stepping over my corpse to claim the Alpha throne using my stolen ancestral cures. Until the freezing snow choked my throat, I couldn't understand how my own flesh and blood could be so ruthlessly cruel. Why did they steal everything I created just to feed me to a monster? Gasping for air, I opened my eyes and found my fingers tangling in the heavy silk sheets of a penthouse bedroom. I had returned to the exact night I was sold to the crippled Alpha. This time, I would cure his silver-poisoned legs and turn their worst nightmare into my greatest shield.”