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Sold To The Scarred Alpha King

Sold To The Scarred Alpha King

Author: Jin Yi
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1025    |    Released on: 16/10/2026

da Coo

y father sold me-a wolfless reject-to the Romero Pack's third son, Alpha Justen Rom

turning him into a bloodthirsty, disfigured recluse whose agonizing

om, my body trembling so violently that my teeth chattered in pur

he dark, its icy grip clamping down on m

tore from my throat

eemed to thicken around the towering

rifi

It was low, gravelly, and dangerously dar

d alliance, I bit down hard on my lower lip until I tasted copper. I forced air into

Perhaps seeing will give

lf on me. He sounded almost calm as

embling with a desperate plea,

ike carved granite

lted face, my fragile psychological defenses would shatt

Absolutel

uscles tense. A heavy, intoxicating scent crashed into my senses-col

pressure hit me like a physical blow, making my chest heave

ic state and slowly pulled h

fingers tracing my cheek. I wanted to violently sh

humiliating subservience. "This is my first t

the bridge of my nose, brushing against my trembli

k sheets so hard my knuckles turned white, my he

took his time, his slow, deliberate movement

lying in my bed tonight?" he murmured,

that from now on

" he sneered softly. "I need a mate, and your

avy hand rested aga

grading in my entire eighteen years of life. I wanted to smash my head against the headboard and e

fying Alpha, and I ha

twisted jok

entails," he commanded, his ton

leased my death grip on the bedsheets, abandoning my useless resistanc

mething stra

th that sent a violent shiver down my spine. His massive frame froze for three agonizing seco

t was abruptly thrown over my head,

ze, s

g strangely strained and hoarse, as if he was violently suppressing his inner be

w open in t

to turn on the bedside l

et to my chest. Did he change his mind? Or

ingering, dominant scent of cold pine mixe

n't coming back, I grabbed my cheap trench coat, wrapped it tightly around my shoulders,

ghtmare wa

the compound and stepped into the freezing night,

oley! Ov

spent the night wit

shadows, shoving microphones and long camer

od ran

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“I was born a wolfless runt, the shameful bastard of the Cooley Pack, and treated like a stray dog my entire life. When the time came for a blood pact marriage, my family eagerly threw me away, forcing me to take my half-sister's place. They sold me to Justen Romero, the notorious third son of the ruling dynasty. Everyone knew the rumors. He was a violent, unhinged recluse whose face had been melted into a grotesque nightmare by a catastrophic silver explosion. My stepmother and sister celebrated my departure, fully expecting the crippled monster to torture and kill me in his lair. When I returned to the compound days later to retrieve my dead mother's belongings, they were waiting for me. They stood in the grand foyer, wearing expensive designer dresses bought with my marriage money. "Look what crawled back from the crypt. Did the ruined dog kick you out of his bed already?" My half-sister sneered, raising her hand to slap me, bragging about how she would secure the real Romero heir and leave me to rot in the Rogue lands. For nineteen years, I had slept in a damp basement, enduring their endless abuse. I couldn't understand how my own blood could be so vicious, gleefully paving their path to high society with my dead body. But what they didn't know was that the terrifying monster they sent me to die with wasn't a monster at all. As the heavy oak doors of the mansion suddenly exploded off their hinges, revealing my furious, fiercely protective Alpha husband and his armed enforcers, I stopped cowering. This time, I was going to watch them lose everything.”