All Chapters of BRIDE FOR RENT IS MY FATED MATE.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Power had never felt like a blessing to me. Even as a child, I understood that it was something inherited through blood and paid for with sacrifice. The night my parents died, that understanding became permanent.The pack was told it had been a rogue attack, sudden and merciless, a tragedy that no one could have prevented. The elders repeated that story until it settled into the walls of the territory like an accepted truth. But I stood over my parents’ bodies and saw the precision of the wounds, the calculated timing, and the unmistakable signs of betrayal. Rogues did not strike with that kind of planning. Someone had wanted them dead, and someone powerful enough had succeeded.I took the throne with grief still burning in my chest and blood barely dry on my hands. I did not have the luxury of mourning. The moment the crown settled on my head, the council began to circle, watching, measuring, and waiting for weakness they believed would surely come.But It never did.I ruled with dis

“What is this place?” I whispered, my voice shaking as my eyes darted around. The car had slowed, then stopped, and I realized I was no longer on familiar streets. Towering trees stretched toward the sky, their leaves shimmering silver in the fading light of dusk. The air smelled faintly of earth and something wild and alive.Rowan’s hands remained steady on the wheel. “This is the pack territory,” he said calmly, as if stating the obvious.“The pack… territory?” My voice wavered, disbelief making my throat dry. “I… I thought I was going to… I don’t know… a penthouse, or an apartment… somewhere normal. Not… not this…” My hands gripped the seat tightly.Beyond the car window, my eyes widened in horror. Wolves—massive, regal, some with silver and black fur, prowled openly, moving among men and women holding swords, spears, and banners. Figures in flowing robes chanted quietly near the edge of a courtyard. Their presence radiated authority and danger. Wolves and humans together, aligned

Donald’s POVPain struck slowly, sliding beneath my skin with every heartbeat until even breathing felt like a mistake. My chest tightened. My hands pressed against the wall to steady myself, but it did nothing to stop the ache that threaded through my bones. She stood at the bottom of the staircase, one hand gripping the railing, her eyes wide and confused. Her lips parted slightly, and the sound of her voice reached me, trembling."Mr Smith... what's... happening to you?"I didn't answer. I moved before I could stop myself. My wolf surged beneath the surface, pulling at me desperately. My body wanted her, demanded her, and needed to fix the bond, but I would not give in. My instincts drove me forward toward her and toward the warmth of her body. She stepped back, pressing herself against the wall. I leaned closer, drawn without thinking, feeling the raw pull of the bond beneath my ribs. I lowered my head to her neck, catching a faint whiff of her scent and froze. Something about h