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Reborn As The Alphas' Hated Mate

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 812    |    Released on: Today at 11:04

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uspicion radiating from him. Zane stood at his side, his expression conflicted. A few other senior warriors were scattered

ng Kade in. But in the end, his curiosity-or perhaps his desire to see me

eyes darting around nervously, avoiding the stares of the others. He hadn't set foot in this

imple, dark tunic and leggings. My face was bare of makeup, my hair pulled back in a

ved stone and fur, set on a raised dais. I walked to the dais but d

I saw it register in Ryker's

. "I've called this meeting for two reasons," I beg

etly piled the crates of food I'd purchased. A collective gas

aged and distributed by Beta Zane. He will ensure every member of this pack, f

ust handed him one of the most signific

thority as Luna, I formally revoke the order of exile against Kade Blackwood. He is rein

ed up, his eyes w

red smile. My voice softe

t to his brother, searching Ryker's face f

hings that were undeniably good, undeniably *right* for the pack. But his

e a blade of ice that sliced thr

ent perform

snapped

ed, his lip curling. "Excell

t tell me, how do you plan to pay for the lives of Corbin and Silas Thorne? The two mates

like a bomb. I saw shock and horror on the fac

, the one sin I couldn't undo with food or pardons. I didn't kno

me out. What could I say? *It wasn

e was my

of his friends' fate. His gaze, which had held a flicker of gratitude mome

rely contain. "Did you think a few crates of bread would make us

a crime I didn't commit. In the face of his righteous fury, all

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“I woke up in a lavish bedroom, only to find a man built like a god of war chained to my wall, glaring at me with pure, unadulterated hatred. A glowing apparition appeared and told me I had died in a car crash and transmigrated into the body of Elara, a tyrant Luna. Worse, the chained man was Ryker, one of my six fated mates whom the original Elara had brutally tortured. Because of her sadistic crimes-starving them, exiling them, and sending two of them on a suicide mission-my affinity with them was at negative five hundred. The apparition delivered my terrifying death sentence. "In three days, at the Marking Ceremony, you will be killed by your six mates." No matter what I did-freeing Ryker, sharing my food, or lifting their brother's exile-they viewed every act of kindness as a sick, twisted trap. They were just waiting for the punchline to my cruel joke, ready to expose me and end my life. I was just a librarian who organized book clubs and paid my taxes. Why did the Goddess throw me into this doomed vessel to pay for a psychopath's blood debts? How was I supposed to survive when the men destined to love me were actively plotting to rip my throat out? Cornered by their righteous fury, I realized playing defense wouldn't work. I grabbed a dagger, sliced my own palm over the ceremonial stone, and swore a blood oath to bring their missing brothers home-or initiate a soul-shattering Rejection Ceremony myself.”
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