The Scarred Alpha's Defiant Substitute Bride

Chapter 4

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ek as I yanked her hair tighter

warred with her ingrained arrogance. "The Luna will ha

ely from my eyes. With my free hand, I loc

alk to

tion, I jerked my forearm

ack echoed thro

tural angle. Her scream shattered the ceiling t

t on my back when I was ten," I mur

ver his bare, blood-spattered chest. His icy blue eyes tracked my ev

rm. The realization finally sank into her thick skull:

o her face smacked hard against the blood-slicked rug. "I will marry

a broken doll. She scrambled backward on her belly, dragging h

ound the corner before

led corpses lay tangled on the floor, their

meeting the Alpha

his voice deep and ro

the bite," I replied, walking past him towar

, his large hand shot out, wra

in touched mine, that familiar, violent spark surged

n a wedding," he murmured, leaning down s

me, heavy with pine, ceda

t his intense stare. "Since when do you car

sensitive pulse point on the inside of my wrist. A shiver tore down my spin

is grip, stepping back as

tween you and me, there's only poison, n

ting out a low, humorless laugh

id, reaching for my canvas bag on the warped desk. "I need you to stay out

owing me whole. "And what do you plan to

insed the blood from my knuckle

ng party," I said, looking back at the four dea

ark checkbook. Flipping it open, I scrawled a series o

d right into his space, and slapped the

red, looking up into his stunned eyes. "And for

o his skin. His jaw ticked, a furious, dar

or?" he growled, the a

said, patting his shoul

n my heel, and stepped over the cor

cuse me, I have a

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The Scarred Alpha's Defiant Substitute Bride

Roldan Mccartney Werewolf

“I am the "wolfless" outcast of the Kensington Pack, treated like a stray dog while my sister Gwyn is the golden pureblood princess. To protect Gwyn's reputation for the Federation's royal heir, my adoptive mother, Luna Eunice, decided to throw me to the slaughter. She ordered me to take Gwyn's place and marry Alpha Garrett, a man rumored to be a disfigured, bloodthirsty monster. To ensure my obedience, Eunice held my comatose foster father hostage, threatening to pull his life support if I dared to refuse. She even sent four elite enforcers to my motel room with orders to break my legs and drag me back by my hair. They thought I was just a useless burden who would quietly accept being their sacrificial lamb. They preached about honor and sacred bloodlines, yet their entire empire was built on disgusting backroom deals. They truly believed they owned my life. But they had no idea the docile girl they used to whip was gone, and the "monster" they feared was the exact same Alpha I had just cured of lethal silver poison. I didn't run away. Instead, I drove a heavy-duty truck straight through the manor's wrought-iron gates during the monthly Pack Council. I dumped the mangled corpses of their elite guards onto the marble steps and played the audio recording of their dirty blackmail for all the Elders to hear. "I will take Gwyn's place and marry the monster," I smiled, watching Eunice collapse in terror. "But my fee is fifty million credits, and it's non-negotiable."”