Flash Marriage To The Hidden Alpha King

Chapter 5

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Pache

scent of snowy mountain peaks radiating f

curling tightly into the fabric of my jeans. My pu

ue gaze fixed intently on my face, his

ammered, my voice trembling despit

s right hand, his long, calloused fing

hut, bracing for som

l of my ear, gently catching a stray lock of

he murmured, his deep

cheeks instantly burn

back to give me space, and walke

lly taking in the interior of

ucted, panoramic view of the glittering downtown skyline. The furnishings were

ever, was the paneling al

ensive material used exclusively by high-tier corporate leaders to p

stray afford to stay i

ere you live?" I asked, una

sing one long leg over the other with an effo

s frequently hired dangerous, underground wolves to handle dirty

Cullen said, pointing to t

resting my hands on my knees like

the marble coffee table and slid them across to me. "Since

top in crisp, legal font was the title: C

uses, my eyebrows drawing

tion my schedule, whereabouts, or private affairs. Clause three..." I read aloud, letting out a sharp scoff

pted smoothly, tapping a long fing

down an

parties must share

d at him. "Are you insane? We agree

ts magical array," Cullen explained, leaning back against the sofa cushions with a sharp glint in his ey

irk. "Rest assured, we will simply be sleeping in the same

ith anger. "And you think I have any i

said, holding out

k law-if my family discovered any irregularities in the provis

sively at the bottom of both copies,

y and standing up. "Your room is the gu

om, and shut the heavy oak door firmly behind him,

w morning, I was heading straight to Lumina Group headquarter

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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.”