Substitute Marriage: The Alpha's Secret Healer

Chapter 7

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es the instant my cold fingers locked aro

e!" she yelled, surging her wolf strength

, I drove my thumb into the nerve clu

Dellie gasped as her strength dissolved inst

I pressed my left palm against her shou

as slammed chest-first against a carved stone pil

g my ash-smeared fac

n't have time to play h

llie flushed crimson from neck to ear. She thrash

ed and beaten stood with their jaws hanging open. A footman dropped

pinned to the wall with one hand b

humiliation, her fiery hair

beast arena if you have the guts!" she snarle

ld have died three times before touching the sand.

mpulsive, she had grown up in a martial pack and realized thi

c did you use?" she dem

eaning of this uproar in

followed by the heavy thud of a brass wolf-head cane striking th

It was Howard Carlisle, the former Pack Alpha and head of the Council of Elders. Clinging

d her fierce act. Pouting her lips, she ran

was acting all high and mighty in the hall, and sh

e lifting to pin me down. The suffocating spiritual

I smoothed the cuffs of my cloak and

sent by Ronald?" Howard's voi

over my chest and performed a flawless

through Howard's eyes as I

holding silver needles to murder Brother! Sister

bloodline of the Carlisle pack, you were subdued in public by a

stomped her boot, and

you will behave as a nominal wife. Tomorrow the Council of Elders will discuss the rites.

e, the old Lord turned an

ng. Suddenly, the black multi-faceted crystal stud on

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“My greedy father forced me to take my half-sister's place in a marriage alliance with the Carlisle pack. I was sent as a substitute bride to marry the supreme Pack Alpha, Andrae Carlisle, whose legs were crippled and inner wolf presumed dead. To my cruel family, a "wolfless" piece of trash like me was the perfect match for a ruined tyrant. When I arrived at the gloomy castle, I was treated like dirt by everyone. Andrae's adopted sister caught me holding silver needles near him and falsely accused me of trying to assassinate the Alpha. She shrieked for her maids to tie me up, demanding I be skinned alive and hung from the city gates. Even the former Pack Alpha, Andrae's grandfather, refused to listen to reason and ordered his heavily armed knights to execute me on the spot. They didn't know the silver needles were actually drawing out the deadly melted-silver poison rotting deep in his marrow. They didn't know I wasn't a helpless peasant, but the realm's sole supreme Healer and a royal White Wolf in disguise, stepping into this hellhole only to uncover the truth behind my grandmother's murder. Just as I slipped poison-tipped needles between my fingers, ready to drop my disguise and slaughter my way out, a terrifying spiritual shockwave shattered the room. My crippled groom unleashed his dormant inner wolf, obliterating the knights' weapons, and pulled me behind him. "She is my legal Mate. Who gave you the guts to touch her?"”