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The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate

The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate

Author: Rafael
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 772    |    Released on: Today at 15:13

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ace hidden behind the crinkling pages, my eyes sca

nses. Here, the air was thick, a chaotic soup of w

ke from the flow of the crowd, h

cardboard package next

ell," he murmured, his

ck into the river of people

to my lap, beneath the table. I carefully tore open o

leather backpack, stood up, and t

entum carry me toward the edge of the ci

of tires sliced

the curb. It was hurtling down the sidewalk, directly toward a

no time

know I possessed. I shoved through the scattering peo

nd shoving his small back hard. He tumbl

my balance gone. I stumbled, cras

l of

me, and where his skin touched mine, a jolt

to clear my visi

golden-brown, were narrowed, fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart hammer against my ribs. But as

ightened, his finger

was a shaky whisper, but

e demanded, his

een. I followed his gaze. The boy was gone. But just for a seco

knowing, adult smile. Then

ed to ice. He thou

ted me off my feet as if I weighed no

shrieked, hammering my fists agai

d hit the pavement with a heavy thud. M

even gla

disappeared. People gasped and scrambled out of

n years in the making, was ruined before it had even t

e collar of my shirt. The locket my adoptive parents ha

e catching the flash of silver. But his

e bait he'd

ds instantly muffled. He spun around and slammed me against the c

nst my collarbones, his face just inches from mine. His golden eyes bore into mine, c

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The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate
The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate
“After fifteen years in the human world, I finally returned to my biological werewolf pack. My father and stepmother thought I was just a pathetic, wolfless orphan returning in cheap clothes to beg for their charity. The moment I arrived, they banished me to a damp, moldy servant's room. My half-sisters openly mocked my appearance and eagerly plotted to publicly humiliate my inability to shift at the upcoming full moon hunt. My stepmother, Georgiana, even held my hand with fake tears, probing to see if I remembered how she had abandoned me in the freezing rain fifteen years ago. They treated me like absolute dirt, entirely confident that they could easily crush me and control me for their own amusement. Did they really think I was still that helpless little girl? Did they honestly believe I survived fifteen years of exile just to come back and be their victim all over again? At the family dinner, my sister tried to shame me in front of everyone. "I don't suppose you've ever heard of Chanel, have you, sister?" I didn't shed a single tear or show a hint of anger. I calmly pulled out a priceless antique compass gifted by my adoptive family, the billionaire Beaumonts. Then, I placed my Cambridge degree and my elite analyst contract with the supernatural world's most feared intelligence agency, Aegis, right on the dining table. Watching my abusive family's faces twist from arrogant mockery to utter, trembling terror, I smiled. My revenge had officially begun.”