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My Unexpected Mate is the Undercover Lycan Alpha

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 879    |    Released on: Today at 09:52

Coole

d it back under the floorboards, the rotting wooden

ered into the narrow room, a purple bruise swelli

ight, Avia," Freddy sneered, k

den pouch at my waist, my fingertips brushin

ut," I

l Alpha pheromones. "You might be a useless wolfless freak, but your face and body are top-tier.

canines into a female's neck to leave a perma

his thick hand

ught his wrist in a vice grip, and t

dislocating bone

m and dropped to one knee on the flo

I'll cripple both o

yard. A second later, Jeremiah and Enid r

wrist, Enid shrieked and scrambled over to help him up.

screamed. "How dare you lay a

ur knees and apologize to him right now! Otherw

d a tissue from the bedside table

oor. "Which Pack law says I have to let a cheating piece

the Cooley Pack raises its women? Either she bows her head and completes the mating ce

s eyes turn bloodshot. He glared at

ether you want this mating or not, you are goin

rds stepped forward, reach

prepared to paralyze their nerve centers, I stopped mys

document stamped with the Registry's iron seal and sla

oment he saw the official red ink and the embosse

as his hand shook. "You... you legally

r. "Kingsley Rose? Who the hell is that? Some nameless bottom-feeder fro

t of rage. "Avia! You'd rather spread you

sn't even worthy of carrying a nobody's shoes,"

cate in the air. "You think grabbing a random decoy on

cil," I said calmly. "Any attempt to force a mated woman into another bo

is good hand at my nose. "Fine! Very good! Let's see if that pen

Jeremiah clutched his chest, gasping for air as he gla

me," I said, snatching my marriage c

rate too soon, you little wretch. Tomorrow night is Danae's welcome banquet

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My Unexpected Mate is the Undercover Lycan Alpha
My Unexpected Mate is the Undercover Lycan Alpha
“I was known as the defective, wolfless outcast of the Cooley Pack, treated like a stray dog by my adoptive family. The only thing I had left was my fiancé, Freddy, until I caught him rutting with an Omega in a public restroom. "Once I use this marriage pact to swallow her dead parents' trust fund, I'll dump her in the outer barrens." When I kicked the stall door open and broke off the engagement, my adoptive parents were furious. They didn't care about his betrayal; they only cared about the business loans his family had promised them. "Climbing into his bed is a blessing for a freak like you!" They even set a vicious trap at a family banquet, locking me in a dark room pumped full of Heat-inducing incense so Freddy could force a permanent Marking bite on my neck. To them, my life was nothing but a cheap bargaining chip to be traded for commercial real estate. I had endured their abuse for years, suppressing my true White Wolf bloodline just to quietly investigate my birth parents' disappearance. But after being pushed to the brink, I was absolutely done playing the meek, helpless victim. To completely sever their control over my life, I grabbed a broke rideshare driver off the street and signed a legally binding Blood Pact marriage. My adoptive family laughed, waiting to publicly humiliate my penniless new husband at the banquet. Little did they know, my "stray dog" husband was actually a supreme Lycan Alpha, and he was about to make them all kneel.”