The Alpha Prince's Defiant Second Chance Mate

Chapter 4

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ing dry leaves past my ankles as I pulled my gaz

the firelight casting sharp shadows

low

rode across the dark lawn toward the t

ddle of Silvermoon Castle tonight, the Crown Prince's

rds, we entered the main building of th

dor, a tall man stepped out from the shadows.

pped ceremonial dress, Dan's eyes widened in shoc

st guest wing. Prepare hot

blue eyes toward me for a brief s

rd of tonight le

riskly down the opposite hallway, clearly rushing o

nto a quiet, luxurious room in the west wi

en dress walked in carrying buckets of steaming water

heard rumors that this quiet maid was not only an expert in herbs and d

ide brass tub and sank into the hot water, letting out

e surface, washing away the smell of

cked up a soft sponge and began wash

ings outsid

ed, keeping my voic

a heartbeat before she ans

ber has alarmed the Castle Garrison. T

hed her blurry reflecti

rugged His Highness?

l over my shoulders w

an to investigate. There

he tub and closed my eyes, exhaustion dragging me down into a li

mer

, the air was freezing as I sat behind my wide o

walked in quickly, dropping to one kn

rcelain soup bowl with dark brown

voice tight with anger. "This tonic soup was brewed

ing the oak desk, my c

since infancy and whom I had treated like a sec

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The Alpha Prince's Defiant Second Chance Mate

Nieves Gómez Werewolf

“Tonight was supposed to be my Marking Ceremony with my betrothed, Bret Holland. Instead, I woke up pinned to a velvet mattress by the terrifying Crown Prince Casimer, who was completely out of his mind on a brutal heat drug. Outside the locked door, I heard Bret's lowered voice. "Is everyone in position? Break the door down on my signal." In my past life, I didn't know this was a double trap set by Bret. I was caught in bed with the drugged prince, my honor completely destroyed. Because of this night, my family, the noble Sinclair Pack, was stripped of our titles, banished as landless rogues, and slaughtered in the freezing snow. And the man who orchestrated my ruin? Bret, who pretended to love me deeply while secretly hiding a human mistress in a brothel and tattooing her symbol on his wrist. Until I died, I didn't understand why he would be so vicious as to burn me alive and destroy my entire bloodline just to be with a human. Opening my eyes to the red ceremonial candles, the heavy scent of cedar and blood filled my nose. I had come back to life on the exact night that ruined me. This time, I refused to walk into the same grave twice. I bit the Crown Prince to snap him out of the drug, set the room on fire myself, and prepared to make Bret lose everything.”