Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King

Chapter 4

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hall was thick with disbelief. My father, Craig Rowe, was the first to break

me. "Who do you think you are? The Lara Consortium belongs

e floor. "A delusional little girl, throwing a tantrum!

. "She's gone mad with jealous

er initial shock giving way to something else. She looked from my determined face to her hu

walked to my side and took my hand. Her

ed, my voice quiet but carrying the weight of undeniable truth. "My gran

raig, Cydney, and Belia stared at my mothe

that kind of power?" my father

ing. "Because my father knew," she said, her voice breaking slightly, "

Lara family 'loaned' the Rowe Pack the majority of the furnishings, art, and initial capital for this man

one Pack. We should help each other through difficult times, shoul

cracking. "Those things were her do

agreement and asset inventory. I placed it gently on the dining table. "This is

He had signed it, thinking it a mere formality to appe

Pack's honor, I have already mind-linked the Elders. I've invited them to bear witne

ost cherished concept: honor. In front of the El

hatred. "You treacherous bitch! We gave you a home

nd, but she looked as

l what you say, Grandmother. The Lara family's contributions to this Pack are m

w. "Also, effective immediately, my mother is unwell and requires complete

re of pure, unadulterated panic. Cydney's hand flew to her chest, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps. For a woman who had s

r, Eleanor Foster, burst into the

chief steward of the Lara family! He's at the main gate

eet, his chair crashing

reeched, scrambling to her feet

trembling. "But... the Pack Elder

her chest. Carson had to grab he

satisfaction settling deep in my

r. Let's go pack our personal belongi

their storm of panic. It gave my mot

her. But I could feel his eyes on us, and for the first time in h

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Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King

Evvie Foreman Werewolf

“I had been courting the Alpha heir for two years, waiting for the day he would finally propose and make me his Luna. But instead of a ring, he calmly informed me that he was using my family's massive financial donation to buy a noble title for my cousin, Carson. "Carson needs this title to be a suitable match for my future mate," he said, expecting me to gratefully accept being relegated to the shadows as a secondary mate. When I returned home, my own father and grandmother didn't defend me. They praised Carson and demanded I accept the humiliation, claiming my mother's vast merchant wealth belonged entirely to their Pack. When my mother and I refused to yield, my father threatened to sever their mate bond and exile my brother and me as hunted, Packless Rogues. For eighteen years, my family's consortium had funded their lavish lifestyle, yet they treated us like nothing more than a vault to be plundered. The man I loved and the family I trusted were willing to destroy my life and my mother's dignity just to feed their own greed and arrogant pride. I didn't shed a single tear. I immediately initiated the liquidation protocol, recalling every asset we had ever loaned them and stripping their grand manor bare to the walls. Then, I packed a priceless mythril sword and sent a letter to the one man who could help me crush them all: the ruthless Wolf of the North.”