When the Billionaire Alpha Grovels

Chapter 7

Word Count: 955 | Released on: 13/11/2026

Chase

attic window as I strapped my small escape pack around my waist and

ts swept past the hedge, giving me a three-minute blind

p high heels clicked down the hallway outsid

d unlocked the door to find Bianca leaning against the frame in

e still belongs in a moldy attic," Bianca

ing my hand on the doorknob as

ft me. "Do you really think old Alpha Winston forcing Duke to marry you makes you th

en get a ring," I shot back, stepping closer to meet her glare. "You couldn't s

he hurled my mother's wooden brush on

c malice she had shown in high school. "Eight years ago, I should have

n my chest. "My life is tough enough to watch you g

the rain, making Bianca flinch. Shooting me a murderous glare,

riving cars, I bolted the door, grabbed my pack, thre

n from the outside-no doubt handed over by

rs of his dark coat, his ice-gray eyes cold and unread

ed, leaning his shoulder against the doorf

window, he crossed the room in three effortless strides, his hand clam

ing against his iron grip as he

aking over my escape pack with cold disgust. "And here I heard you agreed to th

ght the dizzying pull of the mate bond as he backed me against the wall. "You

ment. "Marrying you is a nightmare I didn't ask for. But if I'm going to keep my Alpha title and the company I built, my father dema

word cut sharp

et his icy stare. "You want to play games with my life? Watch me end this ri

nough to pin me flush against the wa

to a lethal, mocking purr. "I, Duk

t in shock. "Yo

the side of my neck. Despite the ambergris potion, the sheer proxim

nt, intoxicating pull of our bond hijacked his compo

, we're scent-matched too," he rasped

out, shoving uselessly against his c

d childhood nickname dripping with years of pent-up anger and bru

rtery at the base of my neck, and sharp Alpha canines elongated against my sk

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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?"”