The Crippled Alpha's Secret Stand-In Mate

Chapter 5

Word Count: 822 | Released on: 27/10/2026

on the wooden floorboards, the soun

wolf, snatched the pendant off the fl

lace Miss Jayde lost!" she shouted,

ward, flanking me on the left and right with thei

gers-a piece I had personally carved years a

r my gaze, then puffed out her chest

with the stolen goods, and

out of the room and down the stairs while

oment she saw the glowing stone. She lunged

teal it!" Jayde screamed, gripping the pendant i

sofa, her brows furrowing deeply

you do something

said, standing in the center of the foyer with

our canvas bag, and you still have the ner

laugh, holding the gem u

robably never even seen a real jewel in her life. No w

smug, twisted face

ook closely. Is that

n of a second before flyin

think I wouldn't recognize my

pushed open, and Antwon strode into th

from the driveway," he barked, his gaze sweeping acros

e my moonstone pendant!" Jayde instantly switched to a p

as he released his oppressive Alpha-level aura to force me to kneel. Because I

charity, not for you to act like a common t

blinking, the corner of my mou

k law, shouldn't you verify the e

snorted

bag. What more evidence do we need?

cture as I turned my head toward Jayde, lifting

ayde subconsciously tighte

e she can come up with before I throw her in the kennel!"

lethal to our kind, high-end werewolf jewelry was always set

eyelids and s

t the serial number e

rystal lights of the foyer. He squinted at the metal base,

magnifying glass," A

held the lens over the base of the moonstone pendant. At first, his face was full of sneering

andle trembled visibly. The foyer fell into dead silence as ever

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The Crippled Alpha's Secret Stand-In Mate

Ainsley Storme Werewolf

“I was brought into the Gordon Pack as a "wolfless" stray, despised by everyone from the high-ranking executives to the lowest maids. The only reason they adopted me was to use me as a disposable scapegoat. I was forced to take the favored daughter's place in an arranged marriage to Brooks Dawson, a former chief Alpha who had been paralyzed and permanently stripped of his wolf form. The entire family treated me like dirt. They tried to frame me for stealing a priceless moonstone pendant, hoping to see my hands broken under Pack Law. When it was time to meet my new fiancé at a seven-star hotel, the pampered daughter refused to lend me even an out-of-season dress. "Let her wear her own filthy rags and humiliate herself tonight! A cripple paired with street trash-isn't that the most fitting outfit?" They all sneered, thinking I was a pathetic, gene-defective orphan who should be begging on my knees for their charity. They didn't know my original grade-nine wolf core was violently ripped from my chest twenty years ago, leaving me with a jagged scar and a burning need for answers. Who stole my power, and why? I calmly locked my bedroom door and opened the hidden false bottom in my wardrobe. I pulled out a breathtaking haute couture gown I had designed myself, then booted up my encrypted terminal. They had no idea they had just handed the dark web's top hacker the perfect cover. I will gladly play the obedient bride to this faking "crippled" Alpha tonight-it's exactly the stepping stone I need to tear their entire empire down.”