Bound To My Ruthless Alpha

ned her ears to listen, her heart heavy with a mix of emotions as she eavesdropped on the conversation within. The words being spoken on the o

s voice made Remi's heart shrink, and she felt a wave of shame and inadequacy wash over her, as if she were the one being judged and found wanting

ally," N

rst blood two moon cycles ago. Her sister, my first child, will be preparing to be wedded to the Moonsa

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n Omega, subordinate to my authority and will." Wulfric's voice thundered through the corridor, his words laced with venom and dominance. The weight of his disdain and condescension was palpa

and it was a bitter fact that Remi couldn't escape. Moreover, it was no secret that Nyla harboured a deep-seated resentment towards Remi, a feeling that had been simmering beneath the surface for as long as

pitulation to Wulfric's dominance. The tone of her voice conveyed a sense of embarrassment and mortification, as if she was forced to swallow her pride and acknowledge her inferior position. The sound

ed away from Nyla, who was assisting him with his attire, his expression twisted in disgust. "How can I ever forgive

her father's brutal assessment of her worth. Wulfric's gaze seemed to bore int

e taken you as a mere concubine, an insignificant addition to my harem, a plaything to sati

nferior child. Nyla fumed silently. The implicati

t come, sire. This

" Wulfric laughe

elieve that Mene, the Moon goddess, is simply testing our resolve and faith." Her wor

ed, his words dripping with malice and revulsion. "It's the devil's own work that spawned a child as twisted and repulsive as she is. And if no wolfman is willing to claim her as his o

ration that she was a thing to be despised and discarded. The venom in his voice was a

she

othingness. She wanted to shrink to a tiny, insignificant speck, so small that she would be invisible and forgotte

the sake of appearances and the pack's morale, we must treat her outwardl

are wolves. We are Lupercus, we do not carry flea in o