When the Billionaire Alpha Grovels

Chapter 6

Word Count: 852 | Released on: 13/11/2026

Chase

the cedar tree outside my window snapped, and a pair of glowing g

ded coat, and sewed my fake ID, burner phone, and ambergris scent-blocker into my in

ning tea surrounded by four Gamma guards, her painte

ting her bone-china cup down. "In such a

entials after the engagement," I replied evenly.

o search my bag, just as tires screeched outsid

ed the main gate! She's demanding immediate

ting in rage. "That old hag is just here to mock us

Coast had warned me before dawn that every highway checkpoint around Silvercrest had quietly tightened surveillance overnight. Drawing Genevieve away was simply to keep her guards from searching my coat and discovering my hidden gear. I slipp

arriso

or-to-ceiling windows of my office as morning mist veiled the city. Every time I

ile I wanted the pack and the company I had bled to build. To keep both, I had spent the night forcing myself to

Beta, Beckham Rowland, walked in, adjusting his s

e spoke with Genevieve Spencer this morning. Apparently, Miss Chase has agreed to the engag

words registered. "Did y

She only asked for permission to pack up her college

sn't sou

uncil chamber wanted nothing to do with me, my title, or this pack. She had c

rfields," I ordered, my gut tightenin

ng went through for a seat on a small cargo flight bound for the West Coast free state. And our intelligence filter just flagged

s breath, dragging a hand

roat. "She played the obedient daughter to get them off her bac

arned cautiously. "If your fated mate vanishes before the announcement goes out, t

ing I've worked for," I said, gra

heduled flights, I projected quietly through

e Spencer estate?" Beckham

headed toward the private elevator. "If

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When the Billionaire Alpha Grovels

Clara Bennett Werewolf

“Eight years ago, I was framed, drugged, and exiled from my pack as a disgraced Omega. Now, my biological father threatened my university transcripts to force me back for my stepsister's grand wedding. But when the groom stepped up to the altar, my blood ran cold. It was Julian Beaumont-the very monster who had orchestrated my ruin and filmed that doctored video. My family knew what he did, yet they still welcomed him just to secure his family's investment. Fleeing the ballroom in a panic, I crashed straight into Duke Garrison, the ruthless Supreme Alpha of our pack. The fated mate bond hit us instantly. But Duke looked at my faded scars with pure disgust, preferring his scheming childhood sweetheart, Bianca. Yet, to secure his billionaire CEO throne from his father's threats, he refused to let me reject him. When I tried to escape the territory, he violently bit my neck and marked me against my will. My own father even whipped my back raw to ensure I played the obedient Luna. I didn't understand why the Moon Goddess would bind my soul to an arrogant Alpha who despised me. I understood even less why my own flesh and blood would torture me just for a seat at the Elders' table. Sitting at the formal engagement breakfast, my torn back bleeding into the velvet chair, I watched Bianca flaunt the Luna's ancestral moonstone bracelet on her wrist. I set my teacup down, locked eyes with my so-called fated mate, and spoke clearly. "You want me to prove my loyalty? Why don't you ask your noble Alpha first why our family's ancestral Luna bracelet is sitting on the wrist of that bitch to his right?"”