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Rejected By My Betrothed, Claimed By The Warlord Alpha

Rejected By My Betrothed, Claimed By The Warlord Alpha

Author: Liz Nozick
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1017    |    Released on: Today at 20:29

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ice a poisonous thread slipping through the frigid breeze of the Royal Lunar Gard

yes gleamed

zing air on my face, Dessie tilted her body backward, ang

the exact same trap

screams, and to watch me take the blame for attempting to

d in panic and lunged to grab her, my fingers clamping hard

e swam straight past me to lift Dessie first, onlookers called

d nothing of hers on me. That was eno

is crowded with high-ranking nobles, and

mpletely. I would play along - a

f at my wrist as if trying to catch her. Dessie, already falling backward to fake her accident, instinc

ug grin ins

ore she could let go, I stopped resisting. I leaned into her pull and l

ted from the noble onlookers

afening crash of

lammed into my chest, squeezing

inter gowns pulled us stra

ailing like a dying bird as her sil

ained locked around my left wrist, her n

under the water, bubbles bursting

id not leave a single mark on her. I stared back at h

my mind was clearer than it ha

uffled shouts vibrat

e Richmond ladies

familiar silhouette tore off his

y La

Knight of the Grand Royal

water with a clea

the depths, searc

ght past my

am furiously toward Dessie, wrapping his strong a

nt laugh bubbl

yal decree, yet his body reacted purely on i

lowing the darkness of the

eded

g noble on that terrace to

creep into the e

burned fo

ater explod

e freezing depths, stirring a violent

ith terrifying,

force tearing through the water, a pair of s

nyielding, mad

ntly against a bro

shing cedar and raw, wild musk flooded my senses, pi

of a dominant,

pressure of his command miraculously softened, wrapp

y heavy ey

looked directly into a pair of

es M

he northern iron legions, and widely feared across t

o cruelty i

ic intensity that

his collarbone, a sharp, electric jolt su

mbled beneath the she

s jaw t

ng me flush against him as his powerful legs kicked against

already breaking through the surface with

d me out of the water, his long fingers instinctively cradling

the royal court swept

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Rejected By My Betrothed, Claimed By The Warlord Alpha
Rejected By My Betrothed, Claimed By The Warlord Alpha
“I was born a wolfless cripple in the Richmond Pack, but by royal decree, I was engaged to the kingdom's Champion Knight, Emory. During the winter banquet, my half-sister Dessie suddenly tilted backward into the royal ice pond, screaming that I pushed her. In my previous life, I reached out in panic to save her, only to be dragged down and framed for attempted murder. When Emory dove into the freezing water, he swam right past my sinking body to rescue her instead. Once ashore, my own father and my betrothed ignored my desperate pleas. They branded me a vicious, jealous traitor. Emory publicly broke our engagement to marry Dessie, while my father threw me to the executioner to wash away the family's shame with my blood. Until my head was on the chopping block, I didn't understand. Why did my own family want me dead just because I had no inner wolf? Why did the knight who swore to protect me conspire with my illegitimate sister to destroy my life? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the snow-dusted terrace, right as Dessie was setting up the exact same trap. "A wolfless cripple like you should crawl back to the gutter," she whispered, falling backward. This time, I didn't flinch or beg for help. Instead, my fingers shot out like iron clamps, grabbing her wrist, and I dragged her into the freezing depths with me.”