Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King

Chapter 7

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the Jones Estate, passing through miles of den

ng the mountain ridge like a sleeping predator. Gamma guards in black combat gear stood

every trace of my scent rem

en my door. He offered his hand, his heavy

guide me up the grand marble staircas

eilings, crystal chandeliers, and rich mahog

he center of the hall were Richard

eiled figure with open disgust. She set her porce

ing with venom. "You brought a discarded, wolfless parasite into

he Syndicate's stock dropped three points the moment the news hit th

ing along the perimeter lowered their eyes, b

heir insults wash over me. I had

n front of me, his broad frame complet

his full Al

r above began to tremble, its glass droplets chiming violently against

arthquake, vibrating through the stone foundation of t

"Luna? She has no inner wolf! She cannot even participa

owering presence loomed over his father. "And I am the sole governing Alpha

ane. "The Council of Elders will never ratify this

esitation. "If you cannot show my Luna the respect her title demands, you are

l over the

ed fury, while Richard glared at his son, utterly powerl

iliar warmth twisting in my chest. No one h

fury in his golden eyes softene

right?" he

to maintain my emotional distance. "You did n

t is mine is protec

amily members, guiding me up the sweeping gr

grip. "We have an agreement, Mr. Jones. This is a bu

nst the polished banister with his imposing

was just a business

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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."”