Betrayed and Sold as the Lycan King’s Wolfless Bride

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focating darkness, and the first thing I saw was not the familiar cracked

. In the faint light filtering through the curtains, I could just make out the unforgiving line of

mmered agai

e, and my stomach churned in protest. I was naked.

eep purple bruises, unmistakably teeth marks, marred the soft skin of my shoulder. A dull, aching soren

ch leather, a smell so potent it felt like a physical presence in

't Juli

lpha of the Hayes Pack, the man I was supposed to marry in three weeks, the man my

ator. A dominant, aggressive Alpha scent th

ling wa

ith ornate molding I'd on

round the dimly

loor. It was torn, ripped from neckline to hem, a casualty of some violent haste. Bes

nd sharp, sei

dn't r

trying to piece together

ballroom, surrounded by elders from the Hayes Pack and my father's

Isa

e the day our families were forced under the same roof. Isabelle, who smiled at Julian too so

lute of champagne in her hand and

sm

ast clear thin

e a punch to the gut, knoc

had dru

rumbled from the othe

and over my mouth, my breath coming in ragged, sile

old against my exposed skin. I snatched a man's white dress shirt from the back of a chair and pulled it on. The fabric was heavy,

it, my eyes glued to the sleeping form on the bed. My fingers fumbled

otepad and a sleek, black pen

og of my fear. I couldn't just run away like a scared rabbit. I couldn

shook as I scrawled a few

as a mistake

osing around the cool metal tube of my lipstick. Red Dragon. I uncapped it and press

ightstand. The small sound was l

irred again, a deeper

eaped into

I fled the suite, my footsteps silent on the carpeted hallway. I didn't stop runnin

n, standing on the cold pavement of a city just beginning

ien

to an e

fated mate-still saturated the sheets and clung to my skin. My inn

, illuminating the lean, hard muscle of my torso. My gray eyes, sharp and predatory, sca

ous night returned in

interest in entertaining. Then a brutal, clawing heat beneath my skin, a sudden sick

e anyone could s

enever pack business brought us to the city. No one entered it without m

et sh

wild-eyed, her brown hair tangled over her shoulders, the scent of jasmine

i

as if I were both s

, broken gasps, and the unbearable certai

I s

ld down by nothing but the weight of its own auda

iting was a furious scrawl, all

as a mistake

hed my lips. A mistake? Our

word aloud, the sound a soft

diluted rage. In a single, violent motion, I crushed the paper in my fist. Th

had eve

and called it a mistake. Especially not

It was faint, fragile, but it was there. A shimmering thread of her essenc

ssly inside me. Find

tand and dialed my Beta's number.

d laced with an authority that p

hed face, her tangled brown

my voice as sharp as a blade. "She'll be wearing my shir