My Alpha Husband Mistook Me for a Cheater

Chapter 4

Word Count: 935 | Released on: 05/11/2026

phone screen. Under the final selection for the Royal Medical Center Chief He

orked double shifts and completed more critical surgeries than anyone else in the i

ed the door open before the guards could step out and ran stra

topped talking as I passed, trading pitying look

f the Director's office. The loud bang made the old Direc

ng. "Director! Why was my fellowship given to Valerie? I ranked first in clin

o dab at the spilled tea. When he finally looked up, his eyes

gers over his stomach. "The decision came directly fr

the desk edge. "A Healer fellowship is decided by sur

ing a wave of pressure into my chest. "Know your place, Foster! In this territory, an A

il my spine hit the hard doorframe. A suffocating wa

cuffs, "blame President Alaric Kensington. He issued a personal Alph

-the man who had forced me into a blood contract yesterday-had ju

ed my tongue. Without another word, I turned around, pulled

out. Valerie stood in the center of a fawning crowd of

zzling diamond necklace resting against her collarbone-a

ing her voice so only I could hear. "Three years of slaving away, Hazel, and all

of that bloodied lily-scented gauze flashing

ng into tight fists at my sides. "You stole my work to climb in

closer, her eyes venomous. "Try saying a single word, bitch, and

shoulder as if brushing off filth and walked straight int

h staring at my exhausted reflection in the locker mirror,

head housekeeper at Kensington Estate, flashed on the screen: Re

bandoned me on our wedding night and just destroyed

squared my shoulders. If Kensington Estate was

cab and gave the driver the address of Kensington Estate. At the mention of the Alpha's

the city, I pressed my forehead against the cold glass, swearing

t as I paid the driver and pushed the door open, a sleek, armored black Maybach gli

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My Alpha Husband Mistook Me for a Cheater

Dorine Koestler Werewolf

“I sold myself into a forced marriage with Supreme Alpha Alaric Kensington to pay for my mother's life-support, but he didn't even show up to our wedding. That same night, I saved a dying, silver-poisoned Alpha in a pitch-black hospital basement. Blinded by the toxin, he forcibly claimed me in the dark, and I fled in terror before dawn. But my rival, Valerie, stole the bloodstained gauze I left behind and took all the credit. The man I saved turned out to be my ruthless husband, Alaric. To reward his fake savior, he stripped away the medical quota I desperately needed to keep my mother alive and gave it to Valerie. Worse, when he discovered my morning-after pills, he assumed I was a filthy cheater who had slept around behind his back. "A filthy Omega who sleeps around behind her husband's back belongs in a pit like this." To punish me, my own husband threw me into a notorious underground club, letting vicious Rogues force alcohol down my throat and drag me into a dark alley. He watched me suffer with cold eyes, completely unaware that the woman he was torturing was the very mate he was desperately looking for. Cornered in the freezing rain, with my life hanging by a thread, I pulled out a hidden pure silver scalpel and severed the Rogue's artery. Covered in mud and blood, I dragged my broken body back to the estate, ready to fight them all to the death.”