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The Wolfless Girl's Forbidden Alpha Mate

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 801    |    Released on: Today at 17:52

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n-tight cut molding tightly to the curve of my breas

now-white, while the plunging neckline framed the tiny light-brown

into the ten-centimeter black stiletto heels, wrapping

body swayed instantly as the extreme heigh

p forced a slight, natural tremor through my hips and thighs

ng to my neck, dabbed a hint of pink tint onto the corners of my eye

akwood floor of the living room-tap, tap, tap-a h

n turned his head with an impatient sco

e flash of burgundy velvet against my pale skin, hi

erately rolled my left ankle inward, losin

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sed into a barrel of gunpowder, detonati

oiled over into a scorching, aggressive tsunami of Alpha

who had been seated across the room lunged forward

y bare waist, yanking me off my feet and slamming

from the impact, pressing my bare skin directl

e shredded and hoarse, the whites of his eyes flooding with crim

are spine through the open back of the dres

ke you happy..." I whispered, tilting my face up with tears brimming in

n and total helplessness shattered the

r wolf roaring Mine!-as he buried his face into the crook of my n

ritted teeth, tossing me onto the wide back of the leather sofa

imbs, one ten-centimeter black stiletto slipped of

City outside, the penthouse living room became an altar

ership, pouring every ounce of his high-ranking

elentless storm, the core of my mind remained

didn't leave coldly at dawn as usual, keeping

ring the Kirkland Group emblem, resting atop an unconditional propert

d me tens of millions of dollars in prime real esta

or's walk-in closet, I uncurled my fingers from the diamond-

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The Wolfless Girl's Forbidden Alpha Mate
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“I was born Wolfless, a genetic defect that made me the weakest creature in the pack. To survive, I became the kept canary of Dayton Kirkland, the ruthless Alpha CEO. I played the part of a fragile, submissive girl perfectly, secretly selling pack gossip to build my offshore escape fund. But my double life hit a wall when Dayton returned from Europe early and dragged me into Azure Manor-his sacred fortress strictly off-limits to outsiders. Knowing my survival depended on feeding his ego, I slipped into a sheer pink nightgown and threw myself into his lap. "I dreamed you banished me," I sobbed, faking absolute terror. "I'd rather sleep at your feet like a dog than be left behind." I waited for him to swear his protection and bump up my allowance. Instead, the scorching pheromones in the room dropped below freezing. Dayton sneered and slammed a tablet onto his obsidian desk. "Nightmares?" he mocked, pulling up high-resolution surveillance photos. The screen showed me at a charity gala just hours ago, looking calm and calculating in couture, sipping champagne. My blood ran cold. My perfect lie was ripped wide open right in front of the apex predator who could tear me limb from limb for deceiving him. But instead of snapping my neck, his iron grip tightened around my waist, his eyes burning with a dark, twisted hunger. He didn't want a saint; he wanted a scheming liar he could cage. If playing his dangerous game was the only way to secure my millions, I would make him bleed gold.”