Married To The Resurrected Alpha Prince

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be joined with the late Alpha Prince, Jude Montgom

rchment scroll. His voice was flat, a dull

ng through the thin fabric of my dress. The air smelled of mil

playing on her lips. My stepsister, Deja, mirrore

ggle escaped

ving widow. This was the

ry scars left by the wolfsbane poison. The same poison that had splotched my face with yell

nap. His eyes, cold and impersonal, lan

gton. You are to be at the prince'

sympathy. "Cecelia, this is a great honor. The

y. Only the relief o

hed myself to my feet, the pins and ne

envoy's

I said, keeping

own creased his brow, as if the timid Omega of

rd, deliberately b

ed with venom. "You're finally getting married. Though

esponse. I turned and walked toward the n

rained laughter followed

crificial Omega they looked do

ce. Leaning against the wood, I let out a slow breath. My hear

ce staring back at me was pale, covered with yellow

g the rough skin beneath my fingertips. Th

since waking up. Yet every time I saw this fac

lia Kensin

his face, I had been stand

e rest of my life as a living widow, I believed my fate had alre

t, I chose to

h was no

iven the chance to study knowledge this era could never provide. I learned advanced medicine, cutting-edge science, and t

h. I developed treatments, studied different species, and searched f

I never expected that one day, I would o

as told I would marry a dead prince. I was Cecelia Kensing

ger the powerless girl who

chance, allowing me to return and change th

single petri dish. A special fungus grew slowly within it, capable of breaking down

first step. The real question

ike another cruel joke from fate

om ordinary wolves. If I could secure my place there, I could uncover the t

w simple dresses, herbs hidden inside the lining of my bag, and a syri

f the Silvermoon Pack. The "War God

thing about him,

rrow, I would become the widow of th

le grounds, my hand resting a

decide my fate. And I would take back