I Paid the Alpha King for One Night

Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 870 | Released on: 16/01/2026

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e floor that echoed the hammering of my heart. I expected him to lead me to the grand sta

sharp left toward

he guest

a heavy oak door, and the roar

tate, a place shadowed by ancient ivy and hidden from the main driveway. The temperature plummeted,

d over the thunder, wrapp

g with a predatory luminescence. He crowded me against a stone pillar,

he growled, his voice vibrating in my chest. "Out

The lie tasted like ash. "I

"Your wolf didn't think it was a mistake. She

pacing excitedly, ignoring the c

wool over my shoulders, pulling the lapels together with a rough jerk. The scent of him-sandalwood, rain, and p

r me, I whispered,

ear. "The coward who lets his mistress parade around with his

He knew everything, and he w

ack beast of a vehicle idling in the shadows-a customized Range Rove

muted. Carter slid into the driver's seat, the sudden confinement making the air th

mbling in my lap. "The three hundred dollars. I

ached into his pocket and t

stud earring. My earring. The one I

your money, h

shot up my arm, making me gasp. He ignored my flinch, his thumb rubbing roughly over

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hand back. "Carter, you can't. J

him

as tight, but he didn't care about my comfort. He yanke

out, but it

My finger felt naked, a gh

s breast pocket. Then, he leaned across the center console. His face was inches from mine, his pupils blown w

's Co

ave him, he

amming into my psyche, wrapping around my will like chains.

oice returning to norma

ks clic

t the phantom heat of his command burned deeper than the cold. I stood on the gravel, clutchi

backward glance, the Alpha King drove into the

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I Paid the Alpha King for One Night

Rabbit Werewolf

“For three years, I was the perfect, invisible wife. My husband, Jaden, called the songs I poured my soul into "trash," then secretly fed them to his pop-star mistress to make her famous. Then one night, after being drugged at a gala, I woke up in a stranger's bed. It wasn't just the betrayal that shattered me; it was the soul-deep certainty that this powerful, dangerous man was my true fated mate. I fled home in a panic, only to find a message on Jaden's phone confirming my worst fears. His mistress, the woman singing my songs on the radio, was pregnant with the baby he'd always told me I was too weak to carry. The nightmare deepened when I learned the identity of the man from the hotel. He was Carter Mcclain, the ruthless Alpha King-and my husband's older brother. He looked at me with eyes that knew my secret, his cruel smirk promising that my life was now a game for his amusement. Jaden had stolen my music, my dream of a family, and my future, leaving me trapped between his betrayal and his terrifying brother. He thought he had broken me, leaving me with nothing. He forgot he left me with the rage that wrote the songs. And I was about to write their final, brutal verse.”