Sold To The Monster: The Wolfless Bride

Chapter 5

Word Count: 866 | Released on: 24/06/2026

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contained fury. He was a predator held in check, and

aze without

ng strength with every word. "I want twenty p

a shriek. "You're insane! Twenty percent? Do

my payment. For twenty years of service to a family that never wan

red, slamming his fist on the desk

g, fueled by years of suppressed rage. "You are not marryi

f it hung betwee

e name of the Moon Goddess. The moment I am wed to Kaleb Caldwell, I am no longer a member of the

To willingly sever oneself from one's Pack

Evelyn whispered, her face a m

r have no pack than be treated like filth by my own." My gaze swept over the opul

ting mind. He was weighing the cost of the alliance against the cost of

in his eyes. It was t

house tonight. I will disappear into the woods and become a true Rogue. Then you can explain to Alpha Kaleb

threat. A decl

was a c

ould shatter the fragile peace talks and make Oakhav

with rage, her hand po

thing on their political ambiti

eaming in pain, my heart hamme

eyes. When he opened them again, they

the word tasting lik

washed over me, so powerfu

the blood oath will be completed just before the ceremony begins

nsuring I couldn't ta

But I will require physical proof of the transf

tomb. My mother looked at me not as a daughter,

ice. I had

led me back to my room, the same room I had woken up in screaming just hours

roaring fire. But for the first time in my life

rk hidden beneath my dress. It was warm to the touch, a steady, comforting heat. It was the

es, not to sle

urvive in the monster's den. How to build a fortress for myself in

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Sold To The Monster: The Wolfless Bride

Xiao Zhaoling Werewolf

“I was born a "wolfless" outcast in my own pack, treated worse than a stray dog while my younger sister Bristol was worshipped as the golden child. To secure a political alliance, my father, the Alpha, decided to substitute me for Bristol and sell me to Kaleb Caldwell-a crippled, monstrous Alpha rumored to tear his brides apart. When I showed fear, my brother beat me until my ribs cracked, while my parents watched with cold indifference, calling me a useless commodity. On the morning of my wedding, my mother handed me a cheap cotton shroud instead of a gown. And my sweet, perfect sister publicly gifted me an ornate box filled with moldy, filthy rags to humiliate me one last time. "Sister, I thought you were always so sentimental about your old things," she mocked, playing the victim as my brothers defended her cruelty. For twenty years, I took their punishments and loved a family that secretly rejoiced in my misery. They wanted me to die a broken, fearful substitute in a monster's den. But as I looked at their sneering faces, the terror inside me finally burned away into pure, cold rage. I didn't cry or beg anymore. Instead, I blackmailed my father for twenty percent of the pack's wealth and forced him to sign a blood oath severing our ties forever. They thought they were sending a lamb to the slaughter, but with the secret healing power newly awakened in my blood, I was going to tame their monster and become his only salvation.”