Flash Marriage To The Hidden Alpha King

Chapter 4

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eyes and low

dark coat stood like an impenetra

as C

an iron vice. He hadn't even shifted or broken a swea

ulled and twisted with all his strength, b

ey shrieked, his voice cracking with p

ct, shrieked from the doorway, "Security! Call t

s were devoid of any human warmth as he looked at

said. His voice was low, smooth,

is wrist, Cullen

uiet corridor. Finley's wrist bent ba

beneath him as he crashed heavily onto the carpet, clutchin

ate enforcer, yet this unregistered Rogue had

rd family will tear you apart!" Finley gasp

is head toward me, and the murderous chill in his blue

rt?" he ask

racing from his sudden proximi

ply, before turning his gaze

in the hallway s

ominion exploded from Cull

or. The sheer weight of his presence sucked the oxygen right out

to tremble violently, pinned to the floor by the instinctual, biolog

s, her wild rose scent instantly crushed into

whimpered, pressing his face into

e. "I am her legally bonded mate. Step within ten f

l hammer. Finley and Falon star

d out, trembling. "Isla cou

icked up my heavy suitcase with one hand as if it weighed n

d the black keycard from his pocket, and swiped

paused and glanced over his s

my sight," h

te vocal compulsion that lower-tier pack membe

d knees like terrified dogs, tumbled through the door

ay fell d

it 402 and kicked the he

e vanished. My knees gave out, and I leaned heavily

towering man stan

sical power? How could an unregistered stray unleash a

slow step toward me, blocking out the light of the en

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Flash Marriage To The Hidden Alpha King

Victoria Werewolf

“I came home early with a fresh blueberry cake to celebrate my four-year anniversary with my fiancé, Finley. Instead, I found him in our engagement bed, desperately tangled with my supposed best friend, Falon. When I caught them, Finley didn't even apologize. He pulled the sheets up, his eyes flashing with pathetic hostility. "If you weren't so cold and boring, do you think I'd ever look at another woman? You're a nobody from a common bloodline. What can you offer me?" Falon mocked me from the pillows, boasting that her executive father could give Finley the promotion and territory resources I never could. They both knew my twenty-fourth birthday was tomorrow. Under strict pack law, if I didn't present a registered mate by the deadline, the elders would forcibly assign me to an older, widowed wolf for breeding duty. They thought they had me perfectly cornered. Four years of loyalty, sold out for a corporate title. Looking at the two parasites, my suffocating pain suddenly turned into ice-cold clarity. I threw the house key straight at Finley's bleeding face, walked out into the freezing midnight downpour, and grabbed the first terrifying, scarred Rogue wolf I saw standing in the shadows. "Walk inside the Pack Registry with me right now. I will pay you a hefty fee to sign a marriage contract." I thought I was just buying a nameless stray to dodge my arranged mating. I had no idea I had just bound myself to an absolute apex Alpha who could crush my ex's entire existence with a single word.”