The Cursed Alpha's Substitute Bride

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on and immaculate. The co

been controlled with a precision that felt almost aggressive as

out of the

to help. No

till as stone, watching me climb down in my torn borr

aisal of people deciding what you we

that look. I knew ho

forward. Gav

top of the step

feel them. She looked at me the way you looked at a structural problem - not with cru

Mira Ashveil

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. Those cold gold eyes finding me

," I

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e courtyard begin to murmur. Low v

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the architecture of a man who wanted his prison

d, real linens, and a window that looked over a garde

a plain dark dress, fold

ont of it for

he information about the substitute bride - the nobody, the spare, the girl

ow what to

ceremony. I moved through the first hours of my new lif

learned that feeling things too ful

ow. The same jo

rv

started on th

orizing exits, doing what I always did in new hostile territory

they carried themselves. The kind of women who

d, with the sharp smile of someone who

ould later le

former chose

to be his mate before the

you examined something that had be

," she said. Not loudly.

d not

her head. "I heard your own fami

nking her exc

the intimacy of people

rst time someone had tried to use my fami

d given people that amm

time ago not to fli

"The last one was three times the wolf you'll ever be and she

hit mine hard, deliberate, the kind of impact designed to be ju

andle from the wall bracket as she passed, plunging tha

dden darkness and

.

d nineteen ye

surviv

s the voice from the ot

. M

idn't

urn

with the particular stillness of someone who had been there long enou

the kind of face that kept it

meant either he had no rank or he was so far abo

d me it was t

le flinch,

e something to p

hifted in those dark eyes not warmth exactly.

ulation he thought he

ll and walked away w

know his

second in Ironveil, the man who had watched every previous mate c

was the first one h

now any of

me, in the north wing that everyone

- a pressure in the air, a heaviness, a sense of somethin

e side of my neck

l bu

l wa

dy knew what I was, even