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The Alpha's Unexpected Secret Replacement Bride

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 770    |    Released on: Today at 19:33

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me, her eyes filled with genuine concern. "Wait... I am escaping, but what if that monste

is a highly respected Elder in the Kingdom's Council, and my father and brother command the most elite warriors. Caiden wouldn't d

er forget your immense kindness, Lady Claire. If there is eve

we need

y heirloom-a silver wolf's head with sapphire eyes-and fasten

r wrist. "This belonged to my mother," she said, handing it to me. I se

pulling the thick white tulle down to obscure

mountains of satin and lace. Our heights and builds were close e

this exact moment, you are Claire Bryant. You are nervous, so kee

ally, her eyes wid

y most trusted confidante and will be traveling with my procession. Whisper

p breath and pulled back the hea

k back to Erich. Remember, you

wed, her body language perfectly mimicking a timid, overwhel

heard Erich's impatient voice echo thr

faint, mouse-like squeak

ghts. "The Alpha does not like to be kept waiting,"

ard. His gaze lingered on my pale face and my trembling hands-a tremble I inten

n a display of submissive obedience, and

ping with menace. The carriages were matte black, devoid of any decorative crests. The guards weren't courtiers in fancy uniforms; they were hardened warriors with cold e

for me. The interior was just as austere a

k leather as we trudged forward through the thick mud, that a crushing wave of relief finally engulfed

Erich Blackburn

w crack of the window at the manor we were drawing near. It sto

ast on human flesh and blood, and who carried a dead

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The Alpha's Unexpected Secret Replacement Bride
The Alpha's Unexpected Secret Replacement Bride
“On the day of my mating ceremony, I woke up chained in a silver-laced dungeon. My fiancé, Alpha Erich, walked in arm-in-arm with my best friend, Kenya. She was wearing my mother's wedding gown and bearing his fresh mating mark on her neck. "Because you're in the way, Claire. I'm the one who deserves to be Luna." Kenya smiled as Erich methodically severed my fingers one by one with a silver knife, casually feeding him pastries as my blood pooled on the floor. He then forced me to falsely confess to treason, promising to spare my captured pack members. But the moment the words left my lips, he ordered their slaughter, laughing as their screams echoed through the cells just to watch my hope die. I couldn't understand how the man I loved and the woman I called sister could be such sadistic monsters. Filled with pure, agonizing hatred, I used the blood from my severed hand to draw a forbidden totem, sacrificing my soul to the Moon Goddess for one chance at revenge before smashing my own head against a stone wall. Opening my eyes again, I was back in my bedroom on the morning of the ceremony, my body completely whole. This time, instead of walking into Erich's trap, I intercepted a terrified bride meant for the Dominion's most ruthless "mate-killer" Alpha, and took her place.”