His Unwanted Mate: The Secret White Wolf

Chapter 3

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lding on 42nd Street in Queens. I paid the driver, grabbed my

studio smelled faintly of damp plaster and warm air from the old radi

e frayed sofa, drew the yellowed curtains shut against the neon streetli

led rapidly across the screen. I placed my fingers on the keyboard, drew in a steady breath, and bega

rk's most secure nodes. Within three minutes, I created a phantom routing script that bounced my IP address across twe

t pocket and pulled out a palm-sized mechanical wolf sentinel

ift. It was the only thing of his I had brought with me. Looking down

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me flat, emotionless recording it had pl

ing, I tossed the red-hatted mechanical wolf

he dim room. Gripping the band with my right thumb and forefinger, I pulled it over my knu

te resignation as Senior Data Analyst. Then I dialed an encrypted European number I hadn't dared to call in seven years

d, my eyes stung. "Grand-aunt, it's Sera

ian

into the gated drive of Black Stone Castle, with Finn sn

of the SUV with one arm, and strode through th

liar trace of warm cotton that meant Seraphina was waiting f

ipple of Alpha Dominion roll throug

pressure of my aura. "Alpha, the Luna left with a travel bag three

nto slits. After handing Finn over to a nanny, I took the st

y side under the chandelier light. I yanked open the closet doors. Every couture g

nd my pupils contracted. The red-hat

ing the heavy metal casing as I clenched it. A violent snarl rumbled in my ches

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His Unwanted Mate: The Secret White Wolf

Bing Caratozzolo Werewolf

“For seven years, I played the obedient, "wolfless" wife to Julian Carlisle, the billionaire Alpha of the Black Stone Pack. I endured the pack's mockery, surviving solely on his charity. But on our eighth mating anniversary, he didn't come home. Instead, he took our seven-year-old son out to celebrate with his childhood sweetheart, Chloe. When I called them, my own flesh and blood laughed through the phone. "She doesn't even have an Inner Wolf! I wish Auntie Chloe was my mom!" Julian didn't just break our mate bond; he handed the groundbreaking AI project I had secretly built for him straight to Chloe. When I finally walked out and captured photos of them kissing in broad daylight to file for a divorce, Julian ordered his Gamma to crush my shoulder on a public street. He forced me to delete the evidence while he watched coldly from his armored SUV. He looked at me with absolute arrogance, completely certain that a scentless, helpless human would just cry, submit, and crawl back to his cage. He thought he had destroyed my only way out. But as his car drove away, I calmly typed a hidden command into my phone, recovering every single deleted photo from my dark-web server. He didn't know the metal cuff on my wrist wasn't a mark of a genetic defect. I was the true heir to the Supreme White Wolf bloodline, and I was going to tear his empire to the ground.”