Capturing Her: The Tyrant Alpha King's Slave is Mine

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ing me closer to Zarek, the Alpha I was supposed to marry. My father's arm, linked with mine, wa

marriage, which would seal the commitment to peace between both

ek standing before Ralph, the

ile. He was like that most of the time, showing no emotion at all.

him. Handsome, strong, and an Alpha,

years ago," my father, Alpha Tristan said, making himself heard t

of his forehead. "Indeed, a beautiful she-wolf," he commented, his gaze fixed on where my breasts made a slight curve

thump...

in my ears, mak

ghter will not be as... weak

ugh my soul. I hated that they were talking about it, that they could humili

n. That was my father's deepe

nd that you're not deceiving me

continue the ceremony, please. We're all eager for the feast,"

ies than as enemies. But they only decided to unify the packs when I was eight, after Francis's wife and Zar

side him, facing old patriarch. I controlled my breathing and kept m

. "We are here to celebrate the union of this couple and finally unify the t

ed. My father stepped closer, as did Francis. "Zarek, Alpha of the Inferno Pack o

op spinning, everything around us fe

erce gleam passed through th

pered, gritti

d given. A succession of gasps echoed through

iarch asked, as

m with such force that I felt the marks of his fingers would be tattooed o

her growled. "I demand an explanation for

yes, trying to find any hint of mockery in his tone. He wouldn't re

ust as I loved

n, aligning

bbing the back of his hand against my cheek. "Have you told your father how you spr

ame out. He wasn't doing this. He couldn't be. He was

you," my father g

m how you sucked my cock last night, gagging on it," he hissed

y tear-filled eyes

e until there was nothing left of

, my first in everything. He was... rejecting

asp

hing happene

son, who still had his hands around my neck. It was a silent thr

t, you damned worm!

y and heartily. "We n

ha

arek in disbelief. I could see something in his eyes t

been deceived my whole life. That I had never been anything more than

l of restrictions to make me the perfect

son to a slut from your lineage!" Francis confessed, sounding so disdainful that

d mockingly. "I killed her as soon as I found out the truth. In front of Zarek, so he could see t

illusion that we were in danger so you would agree to give one of your daughte

the first tear slide down

that you had a slutty, whore daughter, just like you used my wife." He laughed. "But don't worry, Tristan. I will make your wife and

hest, making me shiver. He was using hi

gainst his hard, defined chest, not removing his fing

he whispered, kissing my ear. "I'll be one of your clients; I like what

exhaling all the pai

lunged at him, ready to kill, blinde

no wolves held the silver knife and didn't he

rest of my body, staining my white dress red. It was hot,

avy breath. My mother's scream br

is hands over the gaping wound on his neck, tryin

mell spread through the

lly as life drained from his bo

my father's neck. He stared at the red liquid covering the blade and brought it to his lips, rubbing hi

ding him flying. He hit one of the trees, f

y mouth wit

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her wa