The Alpha Who Hunted Me: His Wolfless Healer Mate

Chapter 8

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s had faded to a thin, pink scar. It was a useful prop. Every tim

smile that didn't reach her eyes, that the meeting

ternal concern. She led me to her own enormous walk-in closet, a room larger than my entire at

he overwhelmed country girl. "Oh

lks and velvets. She went to the very back, to a section that loo

as a

bric was a heavy, unforgiving wool, and the neckline was high and puritanical

one, I think. The color is so... sophisticated. Luna Montg

rumpy, old-fashioned, and utterly ridiculous. It would make me look like a joke, confirming every negative rumor sh

I took the dress from her, my fa

e full of fake awe. "Thank you, C

rror was comical. The dress hung on me like a sack, its color making my skin lo

triumphant smirk Catherine t

hed. "It's perfect.

satisfaction there. I turned and gave her a

no taste, no sense, no pride. She told me to wear it tomorrow, and not t

ed obe

attic room, I laid the ugly dress out

or money, but a small, leather-bound sewing kit. Inside were specialized needles

n fear on the train, were now

y folding the fabric down and pinning it into an elegant, off-the-shoulder neckline. I took in the waist, creating a silhou

delicate, intricate rosette to pin at th

hideous gown became a work of art. It was still forest green, but now the color looked rich and myst

'd brought with me. I crushed beetroot for a subtle lip and cheek stain,

in my room. The girl staring back was not the timid countr

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The Alpha Who Hunted Me: His Wolfless Healer Mate

Blake Jewell Werewolf

“I was born a wolfless Omega, raised in the countryside, and brought to Blackwood City for one reason only. To quietly end an engagement the powerful Montgomery family no longer wanted. Decades ago, my grandfather saved their Alpha's life, and the Montgomerys repaid that blood debt with a marriage promise. But to them, I was nothing now. A useless country girl. A shameful fiancée. A problem to be dismissed. My stepfamily agreed. After my mother died, Arthur Hayes locked away everything she left me: her journals, her Healer knowledge, and the inheritance that should have been mine. My stepmother smiled like honey while plotting to erase me. My stepsisters broke into my attic room with sharp shears, ready to ruin my face before I could ever stand before the Montgomerys. They thought I would cry. They thought I would beg. They thought I was helpless. They did not know I had already survived the silver-eyed Alpha who ambushed me on the train, pressed a knife to my throat, and looked at me like I belonged to him. They did not know he stole my mother's moonstone as a promise to find me again. They did not know I had stolen his military-grade pistol before he vanished into the night. And they certainly did not know I had inherited my mother's hidden healing power. So when my stepmother dressed me in a hideous gown to humiliate me in front of Luna Beatrice Montgomery, I turned it into armor. Then I walked into the Montgomery fortress, looked the most powerful woman in the pack in the eye, and said the one thing no one expected. "I refuse to dissolve the engagement." I had no intention of becoming a pawn in their game. I would use the Montgomery name as my shield, uncover the truth behind my mother's death, and take back every last thing they stole from me. But there was one thing I had not planned for. The Alpha who hunted me was already coming.”