The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Chapter 5

Word Count: 757 | Released on: 16/06/2026

lea'

ed to the wall. The echoes of Enzo's roars finally faded, leavi

needs surfaced. My stomach growled. My mouth was dry, lip

t here and wait fo

e broken doorway. The hall was empty, steeped in sha

find the

at any distant footstep. Wrong turn, then another. I found myself in a darker part of the ho

you l

. Gentle. From the

. A man leaned against the wall

mouth and jaw visible beneath the hood. Tall, dressed in the simple leather tunic of a pack warrior. But his energy was not

" I whispered

tch." A small, friendly smile. "What

might drag me back to my room. Report

asted strange. "I got turned around tryi

ghtly. "Easy to do in

ting the maze with ease. We arrived at a vast kitc

of cheese, some smoked meat. He set them on

nimal. It was the best

he counter, arms crossed. Something in his gray eyes

ike that?" I asked bet

heavy burden. The curse costs him a great d

killed his

val pack. Tried to poison him. When she was discovered, she took her

tely different from the gruesome rumors. And he said it with such convi

he mindless monste

sisted on walking me back. "Yo

e servants' quarters might be and st

u, Ash."

place isn't what it s

sappeared back i

pected kindness. In the dim light of the corridor, I hadn't fully made out his features-the shadows had clung to him like a second skin, and that mask had cover

ied to kill me. A gent

d in this

etween them, with n

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The Cursed Alpha's Secret Wolfless Bride

Marvella Werewolf

“For twenty years, I lived as the Thorne family's wolfless charity case, believing I was their orphaned cousin. Then, they suddenly forced me to marry Alpha Enzo Barnes of the Black Moon Pack. He was known as the cursed monster of the north, a bloodthirsty beast who had allegedly torn his last fiancée apart. When I asked why their biological daughter Rosalie couldn't take this honor, Eleanor slapped me across the face. "You are nothing but a stray we picked from the mud," she hissed. I overheard their true plan. I wasn't family. I was just a disposable pawn they had raised for this exact moment, sent to die so Rosalie could safely marry the Alpha Prince. On my wedding night, the monstrous Alpha nearly strangled me to death before his guards finally subdued him with silver chains. The Thornes were miles away, celebrating their cleverness, entirely certain they had sent a helpless lamb to the slaughter. They thought I would cower in the dark, crying over my broken life until the beast finally finished me off. But they had no idea who they had really sent into the rival pack's heart. I wasn't a fragile stray. I was "Shadow," the leader of the kingdom's largest underground intelligence network. Before I left, I extorted ten million dollars from my fake family as the price for my silence. This marriage wasn't my tomb. It was an infiltration.”