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The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 871    |    Released on: Today at 15:13

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convulsive movement, she ripped the leather cord from around her neck. The wood

uppressed pain and humiliation. "What... what

I reached into a concealed pocket in my jacket and pulled o

is card," I said, my voice calm and e

e scorpion. She had probably never held more than a

head frantically. "No. I c

into her palm, closing her fingers around it

our help. I need to know everything that happens in this house. Every conversation you overhear,

. "Your mother was loyal to mine. I'm putting my tru

memory was the key. But the next words were the o

to any human university in the world. Get him out of here. Give him a

t. Her only family. The one person

t as if it were a holy relic, her knuckles white. It wasn't

till streaming down her face. But her eyes were no longer fil

m. "I'll do it. Whatever you ne

ance was

e. "First step: leave that piece of wood where it belongs. In the

he discarded charm into a wast

ce and a nearly invisible earpiece. "For emergen

e her some time to settle into her new assignment, knowing that intelligence wouldn'

lle and Felicity. They're planning to trap you dur

. "I expected as mu

s about my wolflessness, the plan to make me a spectacle,

cellent. I was hoping for an opportunity

ession, and for the first time, a

observation. Some time later ,she came to me again, with a hint of hesitatio

ll

Hayden Randolph. His men brought back

sudden, hard thu

... I don't know, weapons or something. I just finis

pot on my neck where the locket used to be. It wasn'

nt, barbaric Alpha had

it, something else. Something unsettling and warm that I refused to name. Why? Why would the most power

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The Alpha King's Hidden Wolfless Mate
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“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.”