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The Alpha's collateral

Chapter 2Ā The claim

Word Count: 2138 Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā  Released on: 05/07/2024

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merge from the depths of my grand castle. The air is thick with

owing behind me, as whispers of fear and respect follow in my path. I have built a reputation as a fo

perceive me as cold-hearted, but they fail to understand the weight of responsibility that rests upon my shoulders. Every c

r the prosperity of my kingdom. It is a lonely path, as the burdens of leadership often isolate me from forming de

y, a reflection of my soul. Well, I am cursed by the moon goodness in every l

over to me as a means of collateral but when I learned of tha

epdaughter thinking I would neither take notice nor find out. I laughed at

otions coursing through my veins, as if it was injected right into me. And what adds to t

notified by the Grand witch, who seems to have some mystical insights, that I need to breed an heir. Now, this isn't just any ordinary heir, mind you. It's go

I decided to settle for less by securing John's daughter even if she didn't grant me the heir I needed, I could a

, depends on this. I've got these powers, these superficial abilities that have been passed down through generations. But without an

own her womb and she breeds me an heir, I would mark her and then b

other from another mother to me, all we have in this cursed world is each other. As it is, I don't have enough time on me. My fucktard wolf, Luca

st takes over. It's like this dark force that I can't escape, no matter how hard I try. And with this curse comes a price. The darkness that surrounds my wolf is a constant reminder of the bloodshed and chaos that can follow. It's like a storm brewing within m

doors. "What's up mate, you called for me" I hummed while ta

eone not in this pack. A rogue perhaps?"

interrogating him but

mouse game" I growled and marched towar

he security because it fueled my thirst for a sinister pursuit. I mean, because of my super-sensitive sen

" I said straight to the point, no

head off his body, not having the tolerance

aded straight back to my room to wash off this spineless wolf's blood. In as much as I

't help but wonder if she realizes she is not just a random person

s she know the relationship I have with her stepfather,

....

he car and made my way to the porch, I was already running low on patience I forcibly

pecting me to come for her this early. But I couldn't help but n

nd you to bring me the girl". Settling

to get pissed, I am not a very patient man. I deci

an spewing out curses, unable to belie

and the rapid gasps for breath coming from the depths of the woods. Instantly, I recognized that it was her. The

rn woods at about a 4 o'clock angle. Hurry up and go

ot only did he lie to me and think he would go unscathed, without me finding out, his little step daughter dare disresp

rl I'd ever laid eyes on. I am now eager to claim her and add her to my col

uld be an understatement but it did not matter and never wi

rs like strands of moonlight. Every movement she made seemed to be choreographed by angels

to escape. At that moment, she was not just beautiful, she was a masterpiece, a creation of divine artistry that left me br

was scared. Good! She should fear me, that is what I wanted, and before I cou

ything went red. As he grabbed her wrist roughly, I felt a rush of anger rising withi

ndle like that." John's eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed with ho

e carrying the weight of my rage. "Let

ffering her my support and protection, knowing that I would always stand up for her against anyon

d him by his neck. "Dare you to lay your filthy hands

to her. She let out a sniffle "Please", her voice was

wanted now was to crush this little bastard's windpipe for his audacity. But

ned I added some piece advice, "I wouldn't try escaping again if I were

cious" for no reason after all. Not only did he touch what belonged to me, he also tried lying to

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