The Supreme Alpha's Defiant Substitute Bride

Chapter 3

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r designer heels, throwing her arms a

eyes swimming with fake sorrow as she looked at me. "If you're angry

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stench of decaying flesh and dark blood magic. She was a Rogue witch who had stolen youth thro

tare, retreating behind Kerr

d, stepping in front of his beloved adopted sister like an enrag

k titanium card from my pocket and slapping it onto the glass table. "Call your

eeth grind. Under Curtis's desperate nod, she pic

nto the foyer, clutching an encry

Kerrie forced out through clenche

fingers flew across the keyboard in the

en. The notification confirmed that one hundred milli

index and middle fingers. Watching Kerrie's face twis

d get out of my sight!" Kerri

greed flashing in her eyes before she

f yourself in the Mcleod territory. I'll pray to t

e shift in my posture radiated enough pressure that Clarissa instinc

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she could hear. "And you might want to check the stitching behind your

from her skin, leaving her looking like a ghost. Her wh

d gave her a cold

cker family, I turned on my heel

already tossed my single battered canvas

aited in the torrential rain, their reinforced

riors in tailored tactical suits stepped out. They ignored the suitcas

rrior said without emotio

go,"

tis ran out onto the covered porch, shouti

eod has lost his mind to silver poison! By midnight, he'll

I turned my head, gave him a slow, mockin

sealing away the Decker estate forever. The engine roared to

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“I was the biological daughter of the Decker family, but to them, I was just a wolfless disgrace. When their corporate empire faced bankruptcy, they decided to sell me off as a substitute bride to Houston Mcleod, a terrifying Alpha dying of silver poison. They did this just to protect their precious adopted daughter, Clarissa. In my past life, I desperately craved my parents' love. I went obediently, hoping my sacrifice would finally make them accept me. But Houston's silver-induced madness tore me apart on my wedding night. My family didn't shed a single tear. They pocketed the hundred-million-dollar dowry and celebrated my death, while Clarissa stood over my broken body with a mocking smile. Until my last breath, I couldn't understand why they hated their own flesh and blood so much. Why did they worship a Rogue witch wearing a fake innocent face, while sending me to be buried alive? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the exact day my brother kicked down my door to force me into the wedding dress. This time, my dormant White Wolf and supreme Healer bloodline had awakened. I didn't cry or beg. I severed my ties with the family, transferred the hundred-million-dollar dowry to my own account, and walked straight into the dying Alpha's den. "I can cure your poison," I told the deadliest man on the continent. "In return, I want your empire's absolute protection to destroy the Decker Pack."”