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Too Late, Alpha: I Am Free Now

Too Late, Alpha: I Am Free Now

Author: Xiao Yan
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 858    |    Released on: Today at 10:16

Nightw

tion. Cheers and howls echoed across the pack grounds, a symphony

there was o

ainst the ancient parchment. I leaned over the heavy oak d

Night

y heart. After thirteen years of a hollow, loveless

ned, a storm trapped inside my ribs. But tonight, she was unnervingly calm.

ea. Her sunny, optimistic scent of fresh linen and citrus was soured with worry. Her eyes, usually a brig

ing. "Are you... are you really going t

placid and unmovable as a frozen lake. "It's because he just secured h

on-the color of a contract's end-and tied them with a neat, firm bow. There was a

n't know about, buzzed on the corner of

dy. We can proceed

reply. *Council cha

t you'll have nothing," she choked

It was the only thing I had from my life before Stonecrest, before him. It wa

r gently. "I'll have the on

ee

ara! The pack is waiting for their Luna!" It was the

scrolls out to Poppy. "This is yo

thunderstorm and pine that clung to everything in this house. It was a scent that once made my wolf sing, but now it only felt like a cage, heavy and

f worried loyalty, opene

of ale and victory. They saw me and fell into hushed whispers, their eyes filled with a familiar mi

osite direction, toward the council chamber. Each step was solid, firm. Thirteen years of biting my

omise I'd made to her on her deathbed. The memory didn't brin

time to get

A sliver of light shone from beneath them. I knew, with absolute cert

't hes

holographic image of Leo Hale at the far end, projected from an encrypted device

, who had followe

ot loud, but carrying an authority I had never used before. "T

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Too Late, Alpha: I Am Free Now
“The pack was howling in celebration outside, roaring for their new, undisputed Alpha. My husband, Ryker. But inside my study, there was only the quiet scratch of my pen signing my true name. For thirteen years, I had endured a hollow, loveless mating. On the day we met, he publicly humiliated me, claiming my fated scent was just "mud and weeds." Since then, he treated me with nothing but cold disdain, openly flaunting his flirtations with another she-wolf while I desperately tried to be his perfect Luna. I shattered my own soul to build his empire. I spent my nights securing his political alliances and finding his enemies' weaknesses in secret, all to fulfill a deathbed promise to his mother. Yet, he took all the credit, viewing me as a weak, useless accessory. Even his pack warriors looked at me with contempt. Tonight, his power was finally secure, and my debt was paid. But when I laid the ancient Rite of Rejection on the council table, he just smirked. He arrogantly assumed it was a hysterical, jealous tantrum over his mistress, completely blind to the fact that my heart had died to him years ago. "This isn't a threat, Ryker. This is a notice." Using the very treaties I had secretly forged to trap him, I forced the mighty Alpha to accept my rejection, walking away from his wealth and his pack with nothing but the clothes on my back and my long-lost freedom.”