The Scarred Alpha's Defiant Substitute Bride

Chapter 8

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hung heavy in the morning air as the Raptor'

s of the Kensingto

k Elders and a dozen armed guards. She was dressed in an emerald-green silk gow

she shrieked, her voice ringing out across t

ate lace shawl, her porcelain face pale with feign

ing stepped out onto the balconies and walkways, murmuring in disb

ped the power window button, letting the dark glass sl

ice smooth, effortless, and dripping with m

the aristocratic composure sh

You... you wolfless wretch! How dare you show your face here! And

e faint shadows of dark bruises along my throat. A malicious gleam flared i

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t, and stretched my shoulders. The wind caught my hair, blowing it

ase of the grand staircase. "You wore that pure, innocent m

brat! You run off to whiplash with wild mutts, destroy fa

lanking the stairs, her ar

level cells until the wedding cerem

laws extending, their bodies shifting

didn't even drop my

through the growls. "Before your dogs try to drag me down, di

to the shadow of a pillar, her face ghost-wh

r gazes shifting between Martha's ter

ance muttered, his gray brows drawin

en, cold panic clawing at her composure. "Don

the small wireless remote that contr

holding the remote high so the entire council could

sed down on t

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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."”