Rejected By My Ex, Claimed By The Alpha King

Chapter 8

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ew mirror. The buildings became older, more crowded, the streets narrower. T

itory, home to low-ranking wolves, the wolf

t was one stiff breeze away from collapsing. The difference between this place

red in graffiti. I climbed the stairs to the third

e dark brown hair and gray eyes stood there, hi

on in his eyes softened to surpris

left arm was hanging limply at his side,

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ep gash ran down his forearm, the flesh a

red, my medical training kicking in. Silver poisoning coul

from the back room.

. She looked frail, her face pale, b

her. She felt so thin in my

d, patting my back. "You

back to Kaelen's injury. "Mom, his arm is

he saw the wound. "Oh, goddes

aid impatiently. "I had Dr. Mille

ing me scowl. "Dr. Miller? He's a hack. The silver toxins in thi

onal tone made the

the Pack medical center

d the medical kit I'd brought with me. It was filled

said, my voice leaving

r of doubt in his eyes. He

face to her son's stubborn one. "Lis

laid out my instruments and vials of potent, glowing serums, I saw Kaelen's eyes wid

air of gloves,

I would show my true fam

going to show them I was no longer the

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Rejected By My Ex, Claimed By The Alpha King

Bella Youngman Werewolf

“My adoptive family was facing bankruptcy. To survive, they needed to marry a daughter to the comatose Alpha King of the Argent Pack. My sister cried that she refused to marry a living corpse. So, my boyfriend of three years joined my adoptive parents in pushing me onto the sacrificial altar. Using the gentle voice I once loved, he manipulated me into taking her place. I agreed, demanding the truth about the infant son they took from me five years ago, only for my adoptive father to coldly claim my baby was dead. The very next day, I went to my boyfriend's office, only to find him pressing my sister against a sofa, kissing her passionately. "Once I use the Hicks family to get a foothold in the Argent Pack, she'll be useless," he laughed. He mocked me as a low-born Omega who actually thought he loved her, bragging about how they planned to use me and throw me away. Every word was a razor blade. The family I tried to repay, the man I loved-they had conspired from the start to sell me like livestock. They thought I would just quietly rot in a gilded cage, weeping over my lost life. Instead, I recorded their filthy affair, secured my fifty million dollar dowry, and walked into the royal estate as the legal Luna. And when my supposedly brain-dead husband's body reacted to my touch, I knew my counterattack had just begun.”