The Alpha's Scarred Substitute Omega Bride

Chapter 4

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lack eyes over me from head to toe, his brows drawing together

wolfless piece of trash?" His long fingers tapped

lower-ranked werewolf's spine and force them to their knees. An ordinary Omega would have collapsed on

my tongue until I tasted blood, letting my face go pa

," Kenton said coldly, disgu

t, I would never get my mother's legacy back from

out under his Alpha aura. I stumbled backward, deliberat

and pitched straight forward toward

lex, his muscular arms shot out and caught

zapped across my skin. My breath caught in my throat. That violent physical surge-and the faint, unmistakable trac

ng turned harsh and uneven, his hands freezing ar

n making my fingertips tingle. Then a flash of bloodred surged in his

is broad chest heaving as if he were figh

, keeping my head bowed and my s

ng Master Kenton.

down at his own right palm, flexing his

ged back toward the mahogany doors. "If you have no

and gave an irritable wave of his hand without repe

shut, letting out a long breath as

ton

fire, yet my heart was still slamming against my ribs

he hell had I just felt the mate-bond spark from touc

man with the rare floral scent from the plane crash, not this pathetic substitute bride. The chronic silver poison rotting

the spot where she had fallen. I refused to

ive Mind-Link through the walls of the estate-an encrypted telep

rs in the border wastelands. Every person she met, e

ed back inside my head before I severed the lin

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The Alpha's Scarred Substitute Omega Bride

Ellene Millstein Werewolf

“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.”