The Masked Alpha's Secret Contract Bride

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r inside Room 3 before heavy, aggressive

door flew open and slammed again

dered man in a custom-tailored black sui

o me, flooding the small room with

the tourniquet, her knees buckling as the ge

solute force of an Alpha's Command, a genetic compulsion

shaking legs and pulled the door shut

ripped the armrests until my knuckles turn

ser pocket, he walked toward me. Every click of his

g his name, the bespoke suit and crushing authority made it obvious

y, a cruel smirk curling his lips as he

my eyes froze on the pale, calloused scar stretch

hter from last night. No, that was impossible. How could a nob

of my head and met his gaze. "S

eaned down until his nose nearly brushed the side

your body-I'd recognize it even if you t

y shot through my skin where his breath touched. I tried to jerk my

his grip was like an iron vise, sending

son?" He released my chin and picked up a fre

open the wrapper, the steel tip

grabbed my wrist and pinned my for

in, that's on you," he warned coldly, dropping hi

because I was wolfless and had no Inner Wolf inside me, his mental domination c

blocking out the suffocating air, and gla

he hadn't expected a lowly civilian to withs

sharp pain shot up my arm, but I clenched

be. He stared at the vial, his ga

r sense of pain too," he mocked, pulling the needle ou

looked at him coldly. "If torturing patients is your hobby,

r dying in his throat as his fa

ped up, snatched my handbag,

behind me, the temperature in

door open. "The blood draw is ove

and hurried down the hallway in my

I dare lean against the cold wall, ga