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The Masked Alpha's Secret Contract Bride

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 790    |    Released on: Today at 15:34

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building with dark circles under my eyes after s

k, my department supervisor walked over and rappe

ign your termination papers," he said coldl

or. "Sir, I got straight A's on all my inte

eered, crossing his arms. "Chloe's fiancé put pressure o

bling at my sides. Chloe and Tristan were actually

I silently packed my notebooks into a cardboard box and walked out

evolving doors onto the street, my

ough the speaker. "Emilie, get to the hospital now! Grandma starte

, my belongings scattering across the pavement

it!" I yelled at the driver, hot t

U wing and found Mia slumped on the floor out

es. A moment later, the attending doctor walked out cove

tion isn't working anymore," the doctor said grimly. "Unless a high-ranking Healer

hite coat like a drowning woman. "I sent an

D. M.'s assistant just rejected your file. His schedul

er from head to toe. My legs gave out, an

nside the ER, I pulled out my phone with shaking hands and called

right now..." One by one, the

ell my own blood or organs to loan sharks, two nurs

s actually been up in his top-

building. Whoever gets treated by

the top flo

of my hand. Even if I had to kneel and bash my head against the ti

aight toward the private elev

Malon

f my top-floor office, I looked down at the chaotic

ported, actively projecting his thoughts to me through our pack Mind-Link. Because t

linting in my eyes. ''Now, have two nurses walk past her and

Beta answered before cutt

up from the floor and run toward my private elevator. I took a s

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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.”