His Defiant Mate: The Hidden White Wolf

Chapter 6

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, and sat on a folding stool beside Franklin. I pressed two fingers to his wrist. The silver toxin had been neutralized, an

d his chest. My fingertips brushed his burning skin, and

, "Chloe is ready to receive the prisoners. The bu

tal. Too many people in

hind Riverport's largest private hospital. Slate and h

ed a hand. "I'll

sses from my bag, tied my hair into a messy ponytail, and rubbed some dirt onto m

d through the emergency room doors. "Docto

e blood-soaked bandages on Franklin's chest

head, and let my shoulders tremble. A nurse handed me a pap

e cup and let my voice shake. "I found them

one go and let a cold smile touch my lips. Then I pulled out my phone, hacked into the m

auma room went out. A surgeon walked out,

"Doctor, h

r-coated blade to the ribs, but someone neutralized the toxin with incredible pre

don't know anything about that... when

ing window, I looked at the five-thousand-dollar VIP room fee and swiped the low-limit

dor to Franklin's VIP room. Julian was still a

t monitor broke the silence. Franklin lay pale against t

my fingertips an inch above his brow to check fo

around my wrist like an iron vi

are

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His Defiant Mate: The Hidden White Wolf

Ren Ping Sheng Werewolf

“When my biological father finally brought me back to the Fuentes Pack after years of exile, everyone thought I was just a disgraced daughter born without an inner wolf. But he didn't bring me home out of guilt. He and his mistress-turned-wife just wanted a punching bag, living lavishly on my dead mother's stolen fortune while my half-sister paraded around as the pack's golden princess. When I refused to bow to their daily abuse and humiliation, they decided to completely destroy me. My father threatened to freeze my bank accounts, and my half-sister flaunted her elite gala invitation in my face, mocking my genetic defect. "You're a pathetic defect who can't even shift, so stay in the gutter where you belong." They even hired rogue mercenaries to corner me in a blind alley, paying them to break my legs and ruin my innocence so I could never threaten their perfect family image. They genuinely believed I was a helpless outcast who would die begging for their mercy. They had no idea that the overseas shell companies my father was embezzling millions into were secretly owned by my dark web syndicate. They also didn't know that the supreme Lycan Lord they were desperately trying to flatter had just given me his personal signet ring for saving his life. Watching the armed thugs approach with baseball bats, I didn't scream or run. I just calmly gripped the silver dagger in my pocket, deciding it was time to collect every drop of blood this family owed my mother.”