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Unwanted by the Alpha, Marked by the Supreme Lycan

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1023    |    Released on: Today at 15:22

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on's murderous face and me tucked intimat

w his uncle, Alpha Logan, never allowed a woman within ten feet of him, so why was his de

frame towering like an iron wall in front of the SUV.

con. "Clio, you have a lot of nerve! How dare you disrespect my uncle while he is ill? Are you looking for death?" He turned a fawni

act, I leaned deeper into his embrace. Looking up at him with fak

ly, his hand stroking my wa

er! She is purposely getting close to you beca

y. He sounds like he i

ror. "I absolutely do not mean that! Plea

ing my laughter. "Now he is calling you b

ity. "My future wife and I haven't seen each other in days and are simply shar

rder river to cool his

uit jacket and lifting the grown man off his feet with one arm. Pierce let out

t. She rushed forward to beg for mercy. "Alpha Logan, please let Pierce go! It's all a misunderstanding! Do not let Clio fool you!" She point

two like each other. Birds of a feather. Throw her in the

g Hessie by her arms and dragging her kicking and screaming alongside Pierce. Two heavy splashe

solute silence. I looked up at Deacon and asked casually, "Soakin

erfect cleanup,

yself that this ruthless, cold-blo

y side. Kain curled into a tight ball on the seat, his little face f

n his heart. I tore open a small porcelain vial from my bag, tipped out a bitter-smelling black herbal pill, and gently pushed it between Kain's lips. Pressin

owed his eyes, staring inten

Deacon said suddenly, an odd, tight edge e

n a ditch five years ago," I said flatly,

pressure around him plummeted at my answer, his jaw clenching as a w

and his breathing evened out. I looked up at Demian

. "Drop me off at the main ga

e the towering wrought-iron gates of the manor. The gate

leather seat, and looked at Deacon. "Watch him for f

the gates off their h

ing the door open. "I p

probe into the keyhole, and flicked my wrist. With

e wide open, striding straight into the

y gaze toward the towering mansion. It was time to collect th

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Unwanted by the Alpha, Marked by the Supreme Lycan
Unwanted by the Alpha, Marked by the Supreme Lycan
“For five years, I played the role of a "wolfless" defective outcast in the Silvercrest Pack, hiding my true identity as the Supreme Arbiter of the underground medical empire. But my adoptive sister, Hessie, who stole my medical tokens to pass herself off as a prodigy, kicked me into a puddle of sewage while my arrogant fiancé publicly rejected me to marry her instead. "A defective wolfless trash without an Inner Wolf like you should really crawl out of this estate before you embarrass the family." They ordered the pack guards to hunt me and my five-year-old son down like stray dogs. I realized then that my adoptive family had been slowly poisoning my biological mother with military-grade wolfsbane for years, burying her alive while they paraded around in her wealth and titles. They thought I was just a useless weakling who would quietly die in the freezing night. Did they really think stealing my tokens made them the true master of the Syndicate? Did they honestly believe a greedy fake could hold the power of life and death over the werewolf elites? They didn't know my dormant pure-blooded White Wolf genes had just awakened. Standing in the middle of the highway, I blocked the speeding armored SUV of Deacon Logan, the most terrifying Supreme Alpha in the country, and struck a deal to take back everything that was mine.”