The Wolfless Bride's Secret Alpha Husband

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the Grand Summit Tower, the tallest, most opulent re

a of city lights, radiating the cold, untouchable po

gown in my arms and pushed through the polished br

shifter eyes lingering on my cheap veil and rumpled dress with obvious sk

ng a hidden button that unlocked the

nner; the elevator shot upward smoothly, climbing seventy floors in near

oor belonged to a

uble door forged from matte-black reinforced titanium, embosse

unevenly against my ribs as I brought the gold

ftly, glowing with

ugh the hidden speaker. "Please enter the six-digit Alpha master passcode

ng from my face as I star

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ic conf

owing the card at my feet in the cathedral vestry-she had deliberately om

glowing digital keypad, frantically typ

in the quiet corridor, and t

ave two remaining attempts

ad of cold sweat rolling

my racing pulse as I entered the dat

ain, louder and more

ent cadence. "Warning: One attempt remaining. A third failure will permanently lock

d my pale face in a bloody

g hand, not daring to

spill from my lips as the absurdity

the Silver Peak territory, yet I did not know h

, official wax seal of the Mejia Clan, leavin

ttle their debts, and my new in-laws had locked me out

lation shafts, cutting through the thin, damp lace

t of my skirt, hoping against hope to find a contact, but

ed, who could I

am at me for offending the Mejia Clan and risk

competence as an excuse to humiliate me f

letely, ut

the lingering bruises from my encounter in the hotel

lowly sliding down until the stiff white lace of

ys the one who

t an inner wolf, a defective w

the back of my hand, refusing to let m

wait out the night right here, but I refused to give

e frame for any hidden intercom or manual override

e in the dim corridor like a ticking time bomb, ho

bule flickered and powered down to a dull, low-voltage eme