His Unwanted Luna: Revenge Of The Crippled Bride

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d sooner marry a corpse

noble in the Silver Hall-and especially the pack members an

into laughter, eagerly joining

y silk skirt. Hundreds of eyes followed me, some mocking, others openly disgusted. Not one person offered to

rown eyes held nothing but contempt. As the future Alpha of t

behind her feathered fan, loudly enough for everyone to

er Wolf by eighteen was branded wolfless-unable to shift or

How could Young Master Kade

the steps. In their eyes, I wasn't a noblewoman. I was a

on the high lord's throne. He should have silenced th

stone ring around her scarlet-painted finger. Her smug smile

ght hand, following the ancient royal etiquette. Kade was supposed t

dn't

t the future of the Warren Pack

ended between us. He

de finally delivered the words h

reject you, Elena

ur spiritual bond snapped, sending a violent shockwave through my body. Pain

ies came fl

tate. At the brink of death, my soul had somehow been pulled into an entirely differ

d differently there, allowing me to spend years studying and mastering countless disc

soul had somehow returned to my original body. Yet the memories and experien

il

d upon me before the entire hall, finally shattered that seal. Every memory, every s

Rich. But now, I carried the knowledge and

y, I was f

the carved stone alt

iven a second chance after two brushes with death. But one thing was certain:

the silk covering my mangle

ith fang-inflicted lacerations at a thirty-seven-degree angle. Kade, have you forgotten h

rowl rumbled deep in his throat as his Inner Wolf

l that I had shattered my leg saving

ings right. Instead, he'd abandoned

ng before an entire hall of nobles, using my disabili

incense burner. It crashed down the step

e hall. Hundreds of eyes

l in the mud doesn't deserve

t I drew a slow breath and held his gaze wit

rdell! The Warren Pack refuses to mar

ed wine over his embroider

toward the ve

ich! She is the only t

ont of everyone and now demanded my younger half-sister as my

me father, she had always been the pampered darling of the Rich fami

hand to her chest in an exaggerated gasp

rmen is Elena's

r eyes. The woman who should have protected me wa

pha aura toward Burdell, pressuring my cowardly father to m

pressure on my twisted knee. Then I straightened my spine, forcing

rectly into

h, accept you

ing tears, pleading, anyth

lence. They had expected me to

Kade and faced my f

letting an outsider trample our family law