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The Alpha's Scarred Substitute Omega Bride

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 821    |    Released on: Today at 16:46

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its, I pushed open the heavy oak doors of the Langley Pack

her honey-blonde curls bouncing under the crystal chandelier. As the pampered Beta pri

r mouth with a dramatic gasp,

etic little wolfless freak looks like she crawled here thro

he smelled something rotten. "Just thinking about y

society, being born wolfless without an inner wolf was treated as a genetic

My stepmother, Valerie, glided down, a mas

after all," Valerie scolded lightly before

e substitute marriage will proceed tonight. You

rost Pack-a man rumored to have had his leg meridians shattered, leaving him a violent, cripp

asked, my voice flat. That was the o

o the Frost estate and behave yourself, I will

rippled lunatic Alpha. You two are a match made in hell, sister. They didn't even both

bearing the Frost Pack crest. Fighting with fools wasted energy; I needed to get insi

ly injured. Because of it, I was exiled to the borderlands

r seat before slamming the door shut. As the sedan pulled away, I watched Val

t golden mask and the searing electric jolt of his kiss flashed through my mind. The Moon Goddess had given me a

ing fortress overlooking the black ocean-Clearwater Cliff Estate. Arme

the front steps. When I stepped out of the car, his gaze hit my scarr

ter Kenton is waiting in the study

tries. At the end of the corridor stood a pair of heavy mahogany doors. Even through the thick wood

Master, the girl from the

here," a freezing, gravelly b

e. The study was dark save for the crackling fireplace. A tall, bro

eath hitched-not from fear, but because beneath the heavy smell of medicinal herbs i

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“I am the disgraced, "wolfless" Omega daughter of the Langley Pack, banished to the border wastelands for twelve years with a hideous burn scar on my face. My stepmother suddenly called me back, forcing me to take my pampered half-sister's place in a substitute marriage to Kenton Frost-a billionaire Alpha rumored to be a violent, paralyzed cripple. She promised to return my late mother's belongings and my grandfather's life-saving medicine if I complied. But the moment I returned, my stepmother and half-sister humiliated me in front of the entire pack. They didn't just want to throw me to a monster. They handed me a fraudulent proxy agreement, plotting to legally steal my mother's multi-million-dollar mineral veins and Pack shares. "If you don't sign this today, I'll immediately cut off the medicine keeping your bedridden grandfather alive!" For twelve years, I endured their abuse to survive, hiding my dormant White Wolf bloodline and my medical skills. How could they be so utterly ruthless? Did they really think a scarred reject was just a helpless pawn to be crushed and discarded? They didn't know that my new "crippled" husband and I had already struck a secret deal, or that I was the only healer who could cure his poisoned legs. Looking at my stepmother's greedy face, I tricked her into stamping the fraudulent contract, raised it for the whole estate to see, and smiled coldly. Every debt you owe my mother, I will collect in blood.”