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One Night With The Rival Alpha

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 922 | Released on: 06/01/2026

badly she could barely wor

minu

as pale, her eyes wide with a frantic energy. The ruby sat a

d, her skin gray against the hospital sheets. "Never

ghter of a weak Alpha and th

the door made her jump

It's me!

tically fell into the room, locking it behind

ebra asked, grabb

angry welt rising on t

matter. Colin is an idiot. But Marley isn't. She's serious, Debra. I heard her on the phone with

towel with cold water. She tried to press

ng to a harsh whisper. "You have to go. Now.

have no money. My cards are

e laundry chute to the basement. I left the back ga

I disappear, Marley will tear this house apart

y," Vicky lied. Her

stomach, replacing the nausea. "If I run, I prove them right.

on't save you,"

shed cold water on her face, watching the droplets run down like tears she refuse

Deb

boots outside the

ice boomed. "The Luna r

n't a

ce. She looked at

smoothing her apron.

assive and impassive. They didn't gesture; they

hallway was lined with portraits of Vance ancestors. They seeme

Marley sat on a velvet chaise lounge, sipping red wine. The c

artists and stylists scurri

rds remained

king a cigarette inside, blowing smoke onto th

set the wine glass down on a

r of the room. She kept he

really hoped we could do this the civilized way. You know

Debra said. "That necklace is from my mother'

uldn't even keep her husband interested? The woma

er," Debra stepped forward,

ts. I control the image. And I will not have a brat holding onto three million dollars in

t was it. Not just cr

," Marley

s moved i

ebra, her small frame a pathetic barrier against the

letely out of his mind on 'supplements'," Colin laughed, pushing off t

his hand encompassing V

rd caught her arm, twisting it behind her back with

ut of here," Ma

y didn't escort her ou

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One Night With The Rival Alpha

Dorine Koestler Werewolf

“My mother had been dead for four years, and my father, the Alpha of our pack, was now a hollow shell controlled by his new wife, Marley. I was a ghost in my own home, watching from the shadows as they celebrated a wedding that felt more like my execution. During the reception, Marley cornered me and demanded my mother's last heirloom-a blood-red ruby-to pay off her family's secret gambling debts. When I refused, her guards pinned me down, and in the struggle, the ancient stone hit the marble floor and shattered into a thousand jagged pieces. Framed for grand larceny by my own stepmother, I fled to a dive bar and sought refuge with Caleb Sterling, a rival Alpha who radiated power and danger. We spent a night of soul-shattering passion that I was certain was our mate bond, but the next morning, he tossed an envelope of cash at me and called me a high-end escort. When the police arrived to arrest me, he simply stepped aside and watched them drag me away in handcuffs, cold and indifferent to my screams. "Do what you have to do," he had told the officers, his eyes devoid of any warmth. I was a fugitive, stripped of my title, and discovered I was carrying Caleb's child-a baby cursed by his bloodline to never survive the womb. I couldn't understand why my father had abandoned me to a monster, or why the man I was destined for had sold me out just to save his own reputation. After a brutal ambush that left my only friend in a burning wreck, I stood at the border of the forbidden North. I clutched the jagged shards of my mother's ruby and looked the Northern Warlord in the eye, ready to trigger a war that would burn my father's legacy to the ground.”