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The Alpha's Fake Mate Is The Phantom Healer

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 852    |    Released on: 09/10/2026

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deafening roar as I tore down the paved interstate,

brakes, drifting the pickup sideways. The heavy tires kicked up a massive

ble staircase in an impeccably tailored navy suit, her arm linked with Aman

door open and

gust. "Mildred just crawled back crying about how you attacked her! You fina

the innocent angel. "Sister, Mildred said you... you spent the night

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I wiped a speck of dust from my lapel, my tone dripping with

flaring uselessly. "You feral lunatic!

ed their shock batons and combat rifle

small, black plastic remote from my coat pocket. My

undercarriage of this truck is packed with twenty pounds of aerosolized military-grade neurotoxin. On

tantly, not daring to

"You're bluffing! You are a wolfless piece of

g the toggle down by half a millimeter. "Let's see i

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anters. Hortense lost her footing and stumbled backward, while Amanda dropped to

shaking violently. "I'll sign the

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caught it, and tossed it into the lap of the te

a twenty-dollar anti-theft sire

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“To protect her precious pure-blooded daughter, my biological mother forced me to take her place and marry a dying, deformed monster Alpha. To ensure I was utterly ruined, she drugged my food and hired a filthy rogue to destroy my innocence first. But the drug drove me crazy. That night, I accidentally slept with a breathtakingly handsome stranger in a dark cabin. When I woke up, I left three gold coins on his pillow as a "tip" before slipping away. When I refused to submit to the marriage, my family chopped off my adoptive mother's hand and delivered it to my doorstep in a bloody wooden box. They thought my lack of an inner wolf made me a genetic defect they could manipulate at will. They had no idea I was the Phantom Healer of the underground black market. I splashed bone-melting acid on their chief enforcer's face, watching her dissolve into a screaming puddle of blood. To completely sever ties with my family, I marched straight to the monster Alpha's manor. I played the pitiful victim, begging him to break off the engagement: "Your Highness, I cannot marry you. I already gave myself to a man I deeply love..." Instead, a low, dangerous chuckle echoed in the dark room. The rumored ugly, crippled beast took off his terrifying iron mask, revealing a face as handsome as a god. He slammed those three gold coins onto the desk and cornered me against the wall. His thumb deliberately brushed the red marks he had left on my neck, his glacial eyes burning with lethal, predatory hunger. "The wild man you are deeply in love with..." he whispered softly. "Does he happen to look exactly like me?"”