Married To My Enemy Alpha

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pering through the cracked windows, nor because the fire in the hea

he re

n Mor

d. I sit at the edge of my father's old desk, the one piece of furniture that survived the fall of

ng and brittle - contracts and decrees, written in a language

lves and the m

rged centuries ago

protect their lands. If the mafia honored th

cate b

an shatt

tory press down on me. The DeLucas fell not because of debts or failed a

he betrayed us all. I remember the night it all began to unravel. The ga

he lies wrapped in silk. My father trusted him. Our families t

the chair, my

so intertwined. Bloodlines tangled in ways I c

ur people. The silence when the blood spilled on th

not by chance

the door jolts me

darkened with sleepless nights. "Yo

"The pact." His eyes scan the ancient script. "

I swallow hard. "It means Adrian's betrayal wasn't just pe

him, the weight of this revelation settling between us. "We need to know

ust about my

ut mafia territory

er. A conspiracy buried so deep it rotted

between police records, military reports, and

. Of humans who had discovered our kind and didn't run-th

xist-silver restraints, wolves in agony, alphas reduced to test subjects. Th

e werewolf factions, not through alliances of mutual respe

ething twisted-a hybrid war where blood was currenc

familiar allies, linked in betrayal. Families I trusted-packs we had fought bes

ll, his name. A

r in the spotlight, never the one holding the blade. But the signatures always circled b

m to my forehead, the weight of the truth nearly buckling my spine. I felt like a pawn on a che

ut myself. I wasn't just a daughter born into a powerful bloodline-I was

ame terrifyingly,

s or crowns. It was about survival. About preservi

s-versus everything that threa

to the balcony. The air was sharp and cool, the sky bleeding into light with quiet defiance. Below me, the city sti

g in the bones of every pureblooded wolf still breathing. I leaned forward on the marble railing, my fingers col

eel the blood oath-the vow etched into my lineage-pulse within my veins. It was l

er or be reduced to footnotes in a conspiracy. I won't le

, and burned it down to the roots. But he forgot something. He forgot me

itics. I am the storm he failed to predict. I am the daughter of

will

y name they tried to erase.Every howl that was silenced. E

ild his kingdom on secrets and lies. I will me