Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King

Chapter 2

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shadow across the aisle. Without a word of hesitation, hi

om his skin to mine, sending a

ate, and commanding. The guests on either side flinched backwar

ed with indignation. "King Jasper! This is an insult to

t a single, lethal gl

ence, his throat visibly working as he choked back his words under the Alpha Ki

onto the al

l parchment rattled in his grip. He looked at Jasper, th

re you certain you wish to bind yourself

" Jasper commanded, his tone

tears instantly replaced by greedy disbelief, while m

sacred silver-lined chalice

practiced motion, he dragged the edge across his palm. Thick, dark crimson

d the bl

y index finger beneath the hem of my sleeve. I l

, an intense, searing warmth rushed throu

ring down at me, his golden irises glowing with a

" the Elder chanted, his voice echoing through the stunned silence,

e body w

ore an audience. If he lifted my veil, the scent-blocking spell wo

s broad shoulders completely shielding me from the

t reach f

his warm, firm lips directly against

tning strike. A raw, electric shock tore down my

ysical

t as the undeniable marker of the mating bond.

pils constricted into sharp slits, his golden e

ay," he murmured, his voice so low that on

btle half-step back to break the current bet

broke out from the bewildere

g his hands together with a fawning smile. "Your Majesty! What an h

"Clear the hall," he instructed his Be

nyielding yet carefully measured no

family and the buzzing reporters behind as the heavy doubl

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Rejected at the Altar, Claimed by the Alpha King

He Shuyao Werewolf

“I stood at the altar in my heavy bridal veil, waiting to marry the Alpha heir to save my family's heavily indebted pack. But the groom never showed up. Instead, his enforcer announced to the entire aristocracy that Desean Montgomery had fled the territory, canceling our wedding because I was a "wolfless freak." My mother looked at me like a defective piece of property, cursing me for bankrupting us. The groom's father stepped forward, proudly declaring to the press that his elite bloodline wouldn't be tainted by a cripple. The cathedral erupted in cruel laughter and flashing cameras. The guests mocked me, waiting to see the pathetic, abandoned bride cry. If I walked out of those doors alone, my pack would be torn apart by creditors before sundown. Beneath my veil, my blood flared with the ancient, dormant fire of the White Wolf. I kept my breathing steady. I couldn't let my beast wake here, nor would I let an arrogant coward dictate my fate. I was not the weak, wolfless recluse they all thought I was. I stepped down from the altar, parted the sea of gossiping socialites, and stopped directly in front of the most feared man in the room-the supreme Alpha King, Jasper Jones. "Mr. Jones, are you currently single and free of any mating bond?" "I am." "Then step up to the altar and marry me instead."”