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Author: PINKMama
last update publish date: 2026-05-15 05:20:21

Chika clutched his head as the elevator ascended to the top floor of the Afolayan stronghold. The memory of the Blood Moon Gala was a jagged mess in his mind, but one image stood crystal clear: Lucien. When the enforcers had closed in, when the Blackwell mockery reached a fever pitch, it was Lucien who had stepped into the room. Not in a chair, not broken, but standing tall, radiating a lethal dominance that had silenced every wolf in the hall.

"Chika, breathe," Lucien’s voice cut through his s
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  • To Marry a Monster   55

    “You think this cheap iron broom makes you an equal to the Afolayan Dominion, Sienna?” Driscoll’s voice was a low, vibrating growl that rattled the stone walls of the sub-level armor repository. He tossed the heavy bristles at her feet, his amber eyes flashing with pure alpha-beta dominance. “Scrub the grease off these tables. The Prime Alpha has no use for parasites who refuse to bleed for their sanctuary.”Sienna Okafor bared her fangs, her delicate shoulders tensing as she glared at the old pack butler. “I am a daughter of the Okafor Moon Clan, not a palace slave! Lucien hasn’t ordered me to touch a single piece of iron. By whose authority are you commanding a high-born wolf?”“By the law of survival,” Driscoll stepped closer, his heavy shadow completely enveloping her. “If your claws are too soft to clean the weapons that protect this empire, your jaws won't be tearing into the pack's meat at sundown. Pack up and return to the rogue sectors if you prefer to starve.”“I can handle

  • To Marry a Monster   54

    “You won’t believe the executioner I tracked down in the low districts, Uncle,” Richie Larson murmured into his encrypted satellite phone, throwing his tactical cap onto the blood-stained mattress. He scrolled through the secure footage he’d captured beneath the flickering iron streetlight of the neutral zone, his eyes reflecting the amber glow of the screen.On the display, Chika Whitmore looked like a dark god of the underworld, his violin bow striking the strings with the raw, brutal elegance of a high-tier wolf singing an execution anthem. The music didn’t just vibrate through the air; it carried a lethal, heartbreaking frequency that had brought hardened rogue enforcers to their knees.Richie quickly routed the encrypted file through an offshore syndicate server, directing it directly to Cody Tucker, a legendary, scarred vanguard captain currently managing the family’s gun-running docks across the eastern seas.Richie had deliberately kept his cards hidden from Chika. The seasone

  • To Marry a Monster   53

    So you are the true sovereign of the Afolayan Dominion’s heir!” Ronan Blackwell’s lead enforcer breathed, his bright eyes scanning my face with a terrifying mix of reverence and shock. “I must be blind not to have recognized the bloodline marks of a Whitmore. Chika, I formally demand the honor of hosting a peace offering banquet for you at the iron borders next moonrise. You cannot refuse a soldier of the Blackwell pack.”I forced a tight, sharp smile, my inner wolf pacing behind my ribs as I gave a single, slow nod.“You should take your Alpha and run along now,” Richie muttered, tossing a mocking glance over his shoulder. “Your low-ranking pack hound looks ready to snap his jaws. He’s probably cursing your ancestry under his breath right now.”Sienna Okafor recoiled as if bitten by a silver blade, her manicured claws digging into the leather upholstery of the transport. “You dare address me as a subordinate? You are completely mistaken. I am no mere pack hound or household servant t

  • To Marry a Monster   52

    “You think you can just slide into his space, take what belongs to the Chika Whitmore line, and play the loyal pet?” Driscoll’s voice was a low growl, vibrating with pure werewolf malice as he cornered Malik Arden by the heavy oak doors. “That seat was reserved for the true mate of the Dominion’s heir, not a scavenging stray looking for scraps from Lucien’s plate.”Malik shrugged, tearing off another piece of rare, bloody venison with his teeth, his eyes flashing a predatory gold. “Lucien Afolayan doesn’t look like he minds a little extra company, Driscoll. If the pretty little Whitmore boy wants to claim his territory, he should have scented it properly instead of hiding upstairs like a beaten omega.”“Watch your tongue, Malik,” Driscoll snapped, the hair on his arms bristling as his inner beast pushed against the surface. “Chika saved Lucien’s life when the Silverfang syndicates ambushed our northern borders. His bloodline might be fracturing, but his honor isn’t something a low-ran

  • To Marry a Monster   51

    "Commander Afolayan required direct manual assistance with an administrative file, so my unit handled the entry," Judy replied, her cheeks still carrying that soft, pink flush as she dropped her head into a submissive, shy angle.Her calculated display only triggered a deeper spike of suspicion in Chika’s gut. "What specific data did Lucien require your clearance for?"Judy placed a slender finger over her lips, executing a soft, mocking hushing sound that made Chika’s blood run hot. "That data remains an absolute classified lock between the Commander and my private channel. Please respect our command privacy, Enforcer Whitmore. I am contractually barred from disclosing our internal interactions."Stunned by her blatant territorial insolence, Chika stood frozen as Judy smoothly pivoted the conversation. "I am heading down to the galley to audit the chef's preparation logs. I must verify if the kitchen is optimizing the exact menu profiles the Commander prefers for his evening intake."

  • To Marry a Monster   50

    "Did your underlying crime syndicate grant absolute clearance for this bizarre stunt, Foster? Or must my office patch through a line to your cartel boss to verify exactly whose tactical directive commanded your insertion into my stronghold?" I demanded, my hands resting on the arms of my mechanized unit as I tracked Chika's fluctuating vitals.Judy shook her head with a flawless show of submissive discipline, her scent locked down tight. "My unit executed this navigation entirely on its own parameter, Enforcer Whitmore."I maintained an absolute, frozen silence, refusing to drop a single hint of my tactical calculations. Lifting an eyebrow, I directed my golden eyes up to Chika's face, deliberately signaling that his office held the ultimate authority to dictate the resolution of this operational breach. Recognizing the power dynamic, Judy executed a rapid, theatrical maneuver, dropping her knees hard onto the polished tile directly before Chika's boots. "My sole mission is to balance

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