I Hired A Drifter Who Is The Supreme Alpha

Chapter 7

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ide a rundown apartment building in the southern part of the city. To avoid staying at the manor, I'd

rang insi

amily had booked a banquet at the Grand Ridge Hotel for seven o'c

ed around the small living room twice, unconsciously resting a ha

first ring, his voi

wrong,

, deliberately making my voice s

has arranged a dinner at the Grand Ridge Ho

r end and assumed he was doing some odd j

r Alphas and major business tycoons go to places like this. Don't let th

e came throu

ve got a pretty

le money I had left in my savings. Then, wit

ll add a five-hundred-dollar performance bonus on t

ause before he laug

cks, I guarantee I'll leave

e Doug

the polished obsidian conference table on the to

sat rigidly around the long table in deathly silence. Every

ndred d

hundred-dollar bonus from my little wolf gave me more sat

beside my chair, holding a tablet.

Just give the word, and we can cut off the S

se eight Beta guards earlier that day with her slender

for now. Let's take our time. I want them

weat from his forehead and nervously slid

e to the Grand Ridge management... They've booked a room

Every executive lowered their head even further, terrif

e Douglas dynasty, the supreme ruler of Apex, a "beggar so

merely let out a low laugh that

paying me a bonus, so I'd bett

er to the floor-to-ceiling windows and issued

, anyone who reveals that I'm the owner will ha

sponded i

f the general manager and make s

fter row of bespoke Italian suits worth a small fortun

nd Bentley waiting for me. Its trunk had been dented after I'd ordered my guards to rear-end it the

d slid into the driver's seat. T

white smoke poured from the modified

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I Hired A Drifter Who Is The Supreme Alpha

Gertrude Werewolf

“I was born a defective, unawakened Omega, treated as nothing but a disposable corporate asset by my own Pack. My stepsister drugged me with a triple-dose heat inducer, paying street thugs to ruin me so my father could sell me off to a fifty-year-old sadistic pervert for a fifty million investment. I barely escaped the trap, only to rush to the hospital and find my amnesiac boyfriend of two years tenderly feeding my stepsister. "You shameless social climber! Throw this lying lunatic out on the street!" He believed her fake tears, completely forgetting that I was the one who stayed in the ICU for two months, draining my own blood to wake him up. He threw a glass at my feet, slicing my ankle, and had his guards drag me out into the freezing autumn wind. Back home, my father unleashed his Alpha's Command, ordering me to pack my bags and marry the pervert tonight. Looking at my bleeding ankle and the mocking faces of my family, my heart turned to cold ashes. Why did my own blood treat me like garbage? Why did the man who swore to protect me with his life become my cruelest abuser? Since both family and love were poison, I decided to flip the entire board myself. I logged into the dark web and posted a bounty to hire a cheap, background-free rogue to legally register as my Mate and ruin their alliance. But I never expected that the "penniless drifter" who accepted my four-thousand-dollar offer was actually the most ruthless pureblood Alpha billionaire on the continent.”