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The Crippled Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Chapter 9 

Word Count: 579    |    Released on: Today at 21:46

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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.”