My Unexpected Mate is the Undercover Lycan Alpha

Chapter 6

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y silence hung between us. Every time I glanced at Kingsley's sharp profile, my earl

bled an excuse about being tired

built to communicate over mental frequencies without revealing th

ght under your own name, and don't expose my identity a

er husband of yours has the aura of a killer. He's defi

He just has a bad temper. Bring the

Because Kingsley said he had an urgent rideshare shift to finish first, he dropped me o

y, dozens of luxury sports cars gleamed under the crystal chandelier

ance, a flashy red convertible screeched to a halt i

notorious playboy Alpha who loved sucking up t

eyes shamelessly over my figure. "I heard you married a penniless cab driver out of desperation! Wh

the steps stopped to watch, coveri

ess, you brainless parasite," I sa

ed his teeth and unleashed his sloppy Alpha aura to force me to b

eeve, a hair-thin mythic silver needle slid between my fingers, and with a flick

another step, his right

traight to one knee on the sto

en laughter echoed fro

looked down at him with a mocking smile. "New Year's is still

f the ground, rubbing his numb knee while glaring at me in ter

irt and walked calmly

crystal chandelier, hundreds of high-ran

a plain black dress, Jeremiah marched over and hissed in a low voice, "Why did you come dressed lik

ly. "Besides, isn't my coming al

tic chord. At the top of the spiral staircase, Danae Cooley

ss, her right hand raised just enough to show

ses of red wine, clicked across the floor in her

r voice so the entire ballroom could hear. "Did your rideshare driver h

ocialites burst i

ng straight into her eyes, "unlike a certain thief who

eyes as she turned her head slightly and gave a sharp, me

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My Unexpected Mate is the Undercover Lycan Alpha

Ming Yue Werewolf

“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.”