Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King

Chapter 3

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g out the noise of the cathedral. The air inside the VIP suite ins

sofa and loosened his silk tie with one fluid

the mahogany conference table,

id calmly, breaking the silence. "You saved

and turned around with a cold smirk. "A catastrophe for your father, perhaps. No

a neatly folded document, and s

nge, we will remain married for exactly three years. After three years, we file for an uncontested divorce under the sta

document. The air around

ce between us in three long strides. He planted both hands on

ger. "You expect the Alpha King of the Jones Syndicate to be dumped by a wolfless bride aft

m his overwhelming aura. "You need a compliant wife to silence your el

s wrapped around my wrist with iron st

g hot. "Do not mistake my patience for weakness, little w

of an ancient martial grip to break his hold, a

"I can walk out those doors right now and inform the

my veiled face. The fury in his golden eye

llow, and crossed his arms over his broad chest. "Three y

I said, watch

back toward the desk. "You will perform every public duty required

al freedom of movement, and we will maintain separate pr

he studied my silhouette for se

ments in the margin of the contract, and signed his name in sh

signed my name beneath

, a predator's satisfaction settling o

g onto my face. "Now take off that ridiculo

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Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King

He Shuyao Werewolf

“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."”