From Beggar to Ex-Mate: I Dumped the Alpha

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towards me, a mere street urchi

celed billion - dollar deals, leaving pack matters in

on me like confetti, and he endured three excruciating days of ancestral punishment in the sacred family shrine, defying t

orned me with his mark on my neck that now felt like a searing

limsy nightgown, the ic

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face, highlighting the sharpness of hi

uid sloshing against the crystal, a stark contrast

chattered

ut, "Alpha Alex, I've neve

a smile that sent a

fingers, a command that sent a wave of fear throu

brother convulsed i

, and his face was turning a terrifying shad

lunged forward, desperate,

ring onto his polished shoes, as if m

me, I said

n, like a wolf s

my tears, but his finger

Susan matter

creen's countdown, a ticking t

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shuddered

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san once, at an e

path to the lounge, her chin raised haughtily. "Mrs

uets, and the more she rejected

ed him, he merel

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to ask, "What if

d you'll stay

, at the mercy

e - streaming, dining with Susan, strolling

ke a lovesick

k, but he'd simply say, "Stop ac

down ticked away,

u, stop pesting you..." Satisf

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horrifying realization hitting me - my th