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The Wolfless Bride's Secret Alpha Husband

Landslide

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Werewolf

10 Chapters

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Being born a defective "wolfless" in the bankrupt Mccall pack meant I was treated worse than a stray dog. While running from rogue enforcers collecting my family's debts, I accidentally triggered a fated mate bond with a terrifying, dominant Alpha in a hotel elevator. But after a night of intense passion, I woke up bruised and alone, finding a crisp one-hundred-dollar bill on the nightstand. He had treated me like a cheap, nameless prostitute. When I fled back home, my family didn't care about my trauma. My stepmother slapped me, and my father held a knife to his own throat to force me to take my sister's place in an arranged marriage. They sold me to the ruthless Mejia Clan to clear their fifty-million-dollar debt, shoving me into a musty, wrinkled gown. My new husband didn't even show up to the wedding, and his family dumped me at his penthouse, leaving me to be humiliated by a woman claiming to be his cherished mistress. Why was I always the sacrificial lamb, destined to be used and discarded by everyone? But I was done being their victim. "If you ever pull another stunt in my house, the next thing I pour over your face won't be cold water." I smashed a pitcher of ice water over the mistress's head, claiming my territory. I only had to survive this fake marriage for sixty days, and this time, I refused to bow to anyone.

The Wolfless Bride's Secret Alpha Husband Chapter 1

Ansley POV:

"Run faster, you useless little bitch!" a harsh, guttural voice echoed down the corridor, accompanied by the heavy thud of combat boots against the plush carpeting.

The rancid, rotting stench of Rogue wolves seeped through the hotel vents, clawing at my throat and making my stomach churn violently.

I clamped my trembling hand over my chest, where a searing, molten heat pulsed beneath my ribs, threatening to melt my bones and set my entire bloodstream on fire.

The Heat was tearing through my body without mercy, blurring my vision with sweat and tears as I stumbled past the identical mahogany doors of the luxury hotel.

Being born wolfless in the Mccall Pack meant I had no inner wolf to fight back, no claws to defend myself, and no raw power to survive the rogue enforcers chasing me down for my family's unpaid debts.

Ahead of me, at the far end of the dim hallway, the brushed-steel doors of an elevator were slowly sliding shut.

I lunged forward with the very last ounce of strength in my legs, throwing my entire body against the gap and jamming my fingers into the cold metal seam.

The sharp edge bit deep into my flesh, but I barely felt the sting over the roaring fire inside my veins.

Through the narrow opening, bathed in the soft amber glow of the elevator cab, stood a towering man dressed in a bespoke pitch-black suit that screamed absolute wealth and dominance.

The moment the air between us connected, an overpowering scent of arctic snow and crushed cedar slammed into my senses, cutting through the hotel's stale air and making every nerve in my body stand on end.

My knees buckled instantly, hit by the sheer, suffocating gravity of a prime Alpha whose very presence demanded submission.

I tilted my head up, my vision swimming as I met a pair of icy, steel-blue eyes that looked down at me with utter, chilling detachment.

He looked at me the way an apex predator looked at an insignificant insect dying on the pavement.

"Help me... please," I choked out, my voice raspy and broken as my trembling fingers reached out, desperate to catch the hem of his dark suit jacket.

The man lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes narrowing as he took in my flushed, feverish cheeks and the desperate terror in my eyes.

A faint, mocking sneer curled the corner of his chiseled lips.

He took half a step backward, smoothly avoiding my desperate touch, his deep voice slicing through the cramped space like an icy blade.

"Get out."

Beside him, a sharp-featured man in a tailored charcoal suit-clearly his Beta assistant, Acie-stepped forward with a stone-cold expression, blocking my view of the Alpha.

"Step away from the elevator, miss," Acie warned, his voice devoid of any warmth.

Heavy footsteps rounded the corner behind me, and the grotesque silhouette of the lead rogue enforcer stretched across the floral wallpaper.

Desperation tore through my chest, cold and sharp.

"They will slaughter me out here," I gasped, digging my bloody fingernails deeper into the metal doorframe to keep it from sealing shut. "Just let me inside. I will do anything."

The Alpha's jaw hardened with blatant irritation, and the invisible weight of his Alpha aura instantly doubled, pressing down on my shoulders until my spine trembled under the strain.

The elevator gave a sharp electronic chime, its automated safety system preparing to force the doors closed against my obstruction.

Acie reached down, his strong grip locking onto my bare shoulder to wrench me out of the threshold.

"No!" I cried out, the unnatural surge of adrenaline from The Heat giving me a sudden, frantic burst of strength that allowed me to resist his pull.

The Alpha's eyes shifted, a flicker of dark intrigue crossing his stony features as his gaze landed on the violent, feverish flush spreading across the side of my neck.

"Found you, little rabbit!" the scarred rogue roared, bursting into the hallway with a wicked, serrated knife gleaming in his fist.

He lunged forward, his thick, clawed fingers reaching out to grab the back of my hair.

I squeezed my eyes shut, tears spilling over my burning cheeks as I braced for the agony of being dragged into the dark.

Inside the cab, the tall man let out a low, dismissive scoff.

It was not loud, but it carried the absolute, bone-crushing resonance of an Alpha's Command, rippling through the stagnant air of the corridor like a physical shockwave.

The rogue froze instantly mid-stride, his limbs locking up as if an invisible vice had clamped around his windpipe, his bloodshot eyes bulging in sheer terror.

In that split second of paralyzed silence, I threw all my weight forward, tumbling past the threshold and crashing onto the polished marble floor of the elevator.

The heavy thud of my body echoed in the quiet cab as I lay trembling at his feet, the polished tip of his black leather oxford resting less than an inch from my nose.

Acie hesitated, glancing at the Alpha for an order, his posture rigid.

The Alpha ignored his assistant completely, his piercing blue eyes fixed entirely on me, the scent of crushed cedar flaring with sudden, suffocating intensity.

Outside, the rogue enforcer whimpered under the crushing command, scrambling backward on his hands and knees before fleeing down the hall.

The steel doors slid shut with a soft, final thud, locking the danger away and trapping me inside a new, far more dangerous cage.

I lay on the cold stone, panting desperately as another wave of scorching heat crashed through my belly, stripping away the last shreds of my composure.

The tall man slowly crouched down in front of me, his long, calloused fingers reaching out to grip my chin with bruising force, forcing my burning face up to meet his icy gaze.

A dark, dangerous ember flickered in the depths of his eyes as his low voice rumbled against my skin.

"Do you have any idea what price you must pay for crawling into my territory?"