The Alpha King's Secret White Wolf Mate

Chapter 4

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desk in the R&D center when the ala

e, his face pale and

ing the old lab notes you left on your desk yesterday. But it failed the stability test! The silver toxicity rate shot up

hallway. Hazen stormed into the main laboratory, his face

s voice carrying the terrifyi

their benches, holding their b

formula?!" he demand

t victim. "Hazen, I just followed the herbal records on Luna's desk... I didn't

ed toxicology folder from my desk, and to

on my desk were incomplete drafts. She stole them without asking, eager to take the credit, and didn't even know tha

e bright red failure graphs, the blood drained from his face. He

g his precious daughter take the blame, Hazen decided to make his wolfless wife the scapegoat

formula today, Celesta! That is

my vision, lifting my chin to stare straight into his fu

ed across his face. He didn't yell anymore, but I knew that look-he w

e lab reached its peak, my cell phone

he screen. It

dly glare, I swiped

r. "Grandma fell down the stairs! She's at the Heal

lor draining from my face. My grandmother was

Alpha aura shifting into a controlling, possessive gr

, his tone leaving no room for argume

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The Alpha King's Secret White Wolf Mate

Ethelin Callow Werewolf

“For five years, I played the weak, devoted wife to Hazen Holden, secretly developing the medical formulas that built his billionaire Alpha empire. But on the day I got my positive pregnancy test, I caught him in bed with my ambitious colleague. Worse, I heard him confess that our sacred mate bond was a fake. He had orchestrated our entire marriage just to keep me obediently supplying him with patents, while secretly feeding me toxic wolfsbane disguised as vitamins to keep me weak. When I finally stopped playing the submissive Luna and refused to serve his mistress, Hazen maliciously froze all my hard-earned bank accounts. He left me penniless exactly when my grandmother needed life-saving brain surgery, yet he spent hundreds of thousands buying a luxury sports car for his mistress's brother that very same night. "She's completely useless to the Pack if she won't even obey," his mistress sneered, waiting for me to crawl back on my knees. Did Hazen really think I was just a fragile, wolfless defect who would roll over and die? He had no idea my weak constitution was just the price of suppressing an ancient White Wolf bloodline. Little did he know, I had already planted a fatal flaw in the core serum project his mistress stole from me. Securing the protection of the supreme Alpha King Jonah Webster, I logged into the dark web to short the Holden Pack's stock to zero. Since she wanted my crown, I would let her wear it straight to hell.”