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The Wolfless Widow: Defying The Enforcer Alpha

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1293    |    Released on: Today at 22:52

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awbone with enough force to bruise. Yet, the perverse heat rushing through my ve

, but the Moon Lily was already warping my vocal cords, turning my protest

ce away and immediately yanked a black silk handkerchief from his bre

into a dangerous, gravelly register. "Watching y

and throwing them wide open. The biting winter wind rushed inside, billowing

urling into a tight ball, my fingernails digging ruthlessly into the meat of my palms. I tried to

ed, and I knew what he was doing-he was opening a mental pathway, actively projecting his mind-link to his subordinates. As a wolfless

es later, a sharp kno

nto the suite, followed closely by an elderly Pac

my breathing ragged, but his professional training kicked in immediately. He

t bothering to turn around from the freezing balc

ler murmured, kneelin

ge containing a pale blue liquid-a modern chemical neural-

tried to pull my arm back. But Wyatt stepped forward, his he

yatt said, his voice entirely n

pierced the ve

hat had threatened to consume my sanity vanished like water thrown onto hot c

or air, trembling uncontrollably as co

king down at me with cold, aristocratic disdain. "If you ever cross this t

keeping my head bowed so low that my hair fell forward, shielding my face from their cold

a thunderous thud, locking out the scent

ng Toby to her chest. When she saw my ghostly pale face and trembling ha

he give you the money?"

roken shake of my head. My thr

he sharp, rhythmic tap of an ebony cane ec

ring guards. When she saw me standing there, fully clothed and shive

telle spat as she rea

and her heavy, ring-laden hand struck ac

t my teeth. The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth, but I didn't m

for this family!" Estelle snarled, her chest heaving with

ng to step between us with Toby. "E

courtyard. Strip her of her coat and make her kneel on the flagstones. No food, no water, and

ara screamed, but Martha shoved her backward, warning her

ral courtyard and forced onto m

thin an hour, my knees had lost all sensation. The freezing wind cut through my thin

. I stared up at that window, knowing that the Enforcer Alpha was sitting warmly in

d survive this night. I would survive every single one of them. And one da

her in a blur of

threatened to swallow me whole, a heavy, worn woolen

y heavy ey

his cursed estate who had ever shown me true loyalty, was kneeling beside

rapped hot water bottle into my frozen hands beneath the cloak. "I man

hest, a single tear freezing on my cheek

said softly, his voice t

er heat as the first faint sliver of gray light brok

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The Wolfless Widow: Defying The Enforcer Alpha
The Wolfless Widow: Defying The Enforcer Alpha
“I am the wolfless widow of the Holland Pack, treated like a useless breeding vessel after my husband's death. My mother-in-law, the Pack Matriarch, handed me a bowl of soup laced with a forbidden Alpha aphrodisiac. She ordered me to climb into the bed of Damon Mills, the supreme Enforcer Alpha, to secure a high-tier heir. If I refused, she would have my innocent brother tortured to death in the silver mines. I had no choice but to deliver the soup, but Damon instantly smelled the drug. "Is this your personal specialty?" he sneered, looking at me with absolute disgust before having his guards throw me out. Furious at my failure, my mother-in-law stripped me of my coat and forced me to kneel in the freezing snow all night. The next day, Damon publicly humiliated me, shattering my late husband's silver watch and accusing me of being a desperate, scheming widow looking for my next victim. I had been stripped of my husband, my dignity, and my humanity. I was trampled by a cruel family and judged by an arrogant Alpha who thought he knew the truth. But they didn't know I had a hidden digital pen in my pocket. During the Pack's grand victory banquet, I slipped into the Matriarch's private lounge, locked the heavy mahogany doors, and pressed play on the recording of her treasonous plot. It was my turn to destroy them.”