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Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 882    |    Released on: Today at 10:11

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ay from eighteen years of quiet desperation. For the first time, I felt the weight on my sh

. "The sanatorium is peaceful, Mother. You c

e and love washing over me. She was so strong. My strong, bril

dn't

y the roar of several more. Our car jolted to a halt. I

antly alert, h

by a handful of personal guards-not the full contingent that had been dispatched to the far edge of the territo

hunted

e didn't even seem to see Elois. "Get out,"

grained fear making me tremble. But Elois mov

y to you, Father," she said

e of his will. "Adriene Lara! I am your Alpha and your mate! I command you t

s were bound to obey. I felt the pull of it, a sickening tug on my very soul. But for the

th I never knew I possessed. "No, Craig," I whispered, the word

face inches from mine. His breath was hot and smelled of sour wine. "Do you think you ca

er your mate?" Elois's voic

evering the bond is so simple?" He laughed, a harsh, ugly sound. Then

ou want to sever the

the Pack. A new one. And you will provide an annual stipend for the rest of your life. If you refuse,

od ran

e woman cast out by her Alpha. And your children... your precious Elois and Columbus... their mot

gu

thing. Hunted, reviled, without protection or status. He w

, but the person behind it was a stranger, a monster. Every tender memory, every hopef

nd mistook it for surrender. A t

t. "Return with the money, or prepare t

k to his own vehicle. He and his men sped a

ent. I felt nothing. A vast, cold

body. "Don't be afraid, Mother," she murmured into

leaned against my daughter, my protector, my only hope. After a lo

aid, "I regr

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Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King
Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King
“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.”