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My Alpha Husband Mistook Me for a Cheater

My Alpha Husband Mistook Me for a Cheater

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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1033    |    Released on: Today at 16:23

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he Pack Medical Institute shuts off y

n Estate hall. The crack echoed through the room, shattering my last bit of hope. As former Al

cross the table, his voice heavy with an Alpha's Comman

mega with no detectable inner wolf, my body was wired to submit. Yet the image of my

ver me. I had just sold myself as a bride to Alaric Kensington, Tiberius's grandson-

ing over me with pure disgust, inspecting the lack of wo

d coldly. "Alaric has no use f

nowstorm and walked twenty blocks to the nig

ie Sullivan, a fellow nurse who had bullied me since my internship, sa

e. "The inter-pack mixer starts in twenty minutes, and I can't be

erie. I have approved leave," I s

y bought you to ward off bad luck. Cover this shift, or I'll tell the board a

mother's post-op medication. I swallowed the bitter bile, pick

e dim concrete stairs toward the underground emergency vault.

orescent flickered wildly. A massive dark figure crouched beside

d. Across the man's broad chest lay a terrifying claw wound torn open by pure s

my wrist like an iron vise, and the suffocating pressure o

hand, forcing my voice steady. "Let go! I'm the Healer on duty

. He looked completely feral, yet the moment the natural lily sc

eutralizing herbs. Under his predatory gaze, I began sc

growl ripped from his throat. His chest heaved, and drops of boiling swea

vault spiked. A rich scent of winter cedarwood poured off

went weak-it was The Heat, a primal biological s

of my neck. A sudden sense of peace and wholeness filled the h

rasped, his voice

e operating table. His massive frame pressed down, and his rough thumb b

lectricity. Deep within his chest, his inner Dire

my mind under the crushing tide of the mate-bond. My

my weak whimpers. In the pitch blackness, our feverish bodies tangled on the floor, burning away ev

been broken apart. Shaking uncontrollably, I fumbled in the dark to button my torn uniform, hot tears of sha

oor open. Freezing corridor air rushed into my lungs as I bolted into the hallway, completel

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