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Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King

Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King

Author: He Shuyao
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1058    |    Released on: Today at 15:16

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the altar for two hours,but the gro

reds of high-ranking Pack members s

er pocket watch, his gaze falling on the emp

her sharp nails piercing through the silk of

d, Desean wouldn't have humiliated us in front of the

lpha CEOs ruled multinational Pack conglomerates, Betas managed corporate empires, a

e, a seemingly unremar

Pack under hundreds of millions in debt, he us

ey wanted me, but because they wanted our northern min

a wolfless bride to become their Lun

weakest and most useless son

iliate the Moore Pack, a way to avoid any binding tie to me, and

in the sanitarium,and because this was the only

Desean was never

solitary figure seat

er J

e held undisputed dominance over every pack in North America. He sat with effortless eleg

demanding an heir and pressing him to take a Luna to secure his thro

ore severe, as that would give me a strong

e motion. Her eyes flashed with fury, but before she could snap,

one almost slipped from his grasp. Cold

th a resounding bang. A Montgomery Pack enforcer marched down

altar and leaned down to

staggered back, clutching his chest, before clear

s voice trembling before the entire aristocracy of R

hedral

pers crashed over the pews. Phone c

dumped at the al

an Alpha heir like Desean would

d forward from the front row. He adjusted his tailored suit, his chin

Winston proclaimed coldly, ensuring every reporter heard his voice.

bing hysterically into her lace handkerchief, wai

rmant fire of the White Wolf, but I kept my breathing

ars in debt. If I walked out of this cathedral as an abandoned

mesh of my veil, my gaze moved acro

e train of my gown and st

ing?" Victoria shrieked,

lance over my shoulder that

silence spread like frost across the grand hall until the only sou

feet in front

raw, predatory dominance. The physical pressure of his aura alone made the Bet

ze piercing through my veil as if he co

m, and utterly devoid of fear. "Are you cu

l. Someone dropped a crystal champagne

lashed in Jasper's eyes, and a dangero

e in a deep, melodious voice, saying that

and with lace gloves to him and i

the altar and m

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Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King
Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King
“I stood at the altar in my heavy bridal veil, waiting to marry the Alpha heir to save my family's heavily indebted pack. But the groom never showed up. Instead, his enforcer announced to the entire aristocracy that Desean Montgomery had fled the territory, canceling our wedding because I was a "wolfless freak." My mother looked at me like a defective piece of property, cursing me for bankrupting us. The groom's father stepped forward, proudly declaring to the press that his elite bloodline wouldn't be tainted by a cripple. The cathedral erupted in cruel laughter and flashing cameras. The guests mocked me, waiting to see the pathetic, abandoned bride cry. If I walked out of those doors alone, my pack would be torn apart by creditors before sundown. Beneath my veil, my blood flared with the ancient, dormant fire of the White Wolf. I kept my breathing steady. I couldn't let my beast wake here, nor would I let an arrogant coward dictate my fate. I was not the weak, wolfless recluse they all thought I was. I stepped down from the altar, parted the sea of gossiping socialites, and stopped directly in front of the most feared man in the room-the supreme Alpha King, Jasper Jones. "Mr. Jones, are you currently single and free of any mating bond?" "I am." "Then step up to the altar and marry me instead."”