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The Masked Alpha's Secret Contract Bride

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 812    |    Released on: Today at 15:34

Holla

I said quickly, turning my head to avoid his gaze

" Demian said quietly, his eyes still on the

a red light. Thrown off balance, I pitched f

rge hand before I could hit the seat back, the heat of his p

sit up, but my soaked collar caught on his sl

outside, a thumb-sized, heart-shaped red bi

fingers around my waist tightened so hard

s breath, his voice thick with shoc

shoved his chest with both hands and yanked my co

his hand back. A cold shadow covered the shock in his

f us said a word. He stared out his

ow, trash-lined alley leading to my run-down apartment building

the handle and pushed the door open, despe

out a black-and-gold business card with a sh

I pulled out fifty dollars in crumpled bills, turn

efore slamming the door and r

very first thing I did was pull out my phone an

hot shower in my cramped bathroom, scrubbing my

ed my old laptop, and logged into the official

Ordinary pack doctors couldn't save her anymore; I needed a true He

d only by the code name "D. M." Rumor had it only one such Healer existed in th

attached Grandma's medical records t

Malon

k alley, I watched that stubborn woman run into the

rumpled dollars-left behind like

this fearless wolfless girl had insulted a

ear an automated robotic voice: "The number

actually dared to bl

passenger seat. The heavy leather frame cracked lo

ounted on the console beeped with

sole chief Healer, only the most critical cases

screen open. My eyes fr

Holland. Diagnosis: Severe cardiac fai

merciless smile curved my lips. Run all you want, l

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“I was born wolfless, a fragile bottom-feeder who gave everything to my fiancé. Then I caught him tangled in our apartment bed with my coworker. To drown the humiliation, I dragged a masked pit fighter into a hotel room, leaving him a thousand dollars as hush money before fleeing. But my ex wasn't done. He and his new pregnant fiancée used their pack status to get me fired from my only job. Without my paycheck, I couldn't afford the ICU bills for my grandmother, whose heart was failing from silver poisoning. With no options left, I stood in the freezing rain for ten hours, begging the pack's untouchable billionaire Healer to save her life. When the VIP doors finally opened, I froze in absolute shock. The Supreme Alpha looking down at me was the same masked fighter I had paid off like a cheap street walker. Why was the most powerful man in the pack fighting in underground pits? And why did he look at me with such a dangerous, predatory gaze? "Sign your name, or walk out that door and buy a coffin." He didn't demand an apology for the insult. Instead, he slapped a marriage contract on his mahogany desk. To save my grandmother, I picked up the cold pen and signed my freedom over to the devil.”