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The Wolfless Bride Of The Dying Alpha

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 799    |    Released on: 08/07/2026

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erhaps the first time in her life, Candice was speechless, tears of humiliation becoming her onl

loe! Candice was worried

s the crowd of onlookers, past the curious fa

Isla Howe was trying to s

yes. Candice's favorite little shadow. In my previous life, she had stood he

ceptible smile curved my li

oughtful sound. "Oh.

d turned

and my voice hardened. "It

ruck her. Her already pale face turned chal

low and deliberate. She was a c

the tone of a false revelation. "You thought I had caught the two of you to

not even been introduced to society yet, secretly involved with

ly, frantically shaking her

ward to defend her sister. "Kloe, how can you

ping with contempt. "Some children

nd slipped my hand into the pocket of the jacket I had forc

xpensive handkerchief. In one corner, embroider

a's horrified face. "Isn't this yours? I remember your

ief as if it were a snake. H

as h

borrowed" it

though she was about to be sick. She had never imagined I would find it. It had been

gger pointed directly

d from suspicion to contempt as they looked

Candice, her eyes filled with desperate pleas for hel

knew C

better th

ndkerchief had been planted by her, she

on and her sister, t

ose he

, and her silence becam

eared on Isla's face was almost pitiful. The first

kerchief drift

ced to the room. "Someone got caught in the act and

k to Candice, my voice dr

demn me without a shred of evidence. You really do

hung in the air,

lan was utt

't destr

er own reputation while sacrificing

, whispering excitedly among themselves about the scandal engulfing

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“I was locked in a freezing stone dungeon, condemned by my own father as a "wolfless" disgrace to the Howe Pack. My stepsister, Candyce, glided into my squalid prison wearing sapphire silk, bringing news that shattered my world. She smiled cruelly as she told me my loyal protector was slaughtered at the gates, and my sweet, naive little brother Rowan had been executed that very morning. "It was never about love, you silly girl. It was about what your mother left behind." She revealed that the Prince only courted me to uncover my mother's secret, then she forced silver-laced wine down my throat. As the silver dust tore through my insides like a thousand burning knives, I realized my entire family, and even my intended mate, had conspired to destroy me. They had orchestrated my ruin, stolen my birthright, and stood by watching as I was thrown to the wolves. I died in unimaginable agony, staring at Candyce's beautiful face, finally seeing the ugly, raw jealousy she had hidden for so long. If I get another chance, I swore to the darkness swallowing me whole, I will make them pay in blood. Opening my eyes again, the suffocating stench of cheap cologne filled my lungs, and a heavy weight pressed down on me. I was back on the night of my fifteenth birthday, the exact moment the setup to ruin my life began. This time, I didn't cry. I kneed my attacker, grabbed a heavy crystal ashtray, and waited for my stepsister to kick the door down.”