All Chapters of BRIDE FOR RENT IS MY FATED MATE.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1_Rebecca

Rebecca’s POV I was five years old when my world ended, though I did not understand the meaning of the word 'end' back then. I only knew that the house felt too quiet, that the walls echoed when I called for my mother, and that my father’s laughter no longer filled the rooms like sunlight. I remember standing between two adults dressed in black, holding hands I did not recognize, while people whispered words I could not pronounce. Accident. Tragedy. Fate. Their faces blur now, but the feeling never left me. After the funeral, I was taken to my aunt’s house. She was my mother’s older sister, and everyone said I was lucky she agreed to take me in. They praised her kindness and sacrifice, told me I should be grateful. I tried to be. I honestly really did. I learned early how to stay quiet, how to take up as little space as possible, and how to read her moods by the sound of her footsteps. My aunt believed my parents’ deaths ruined her life. She never said it outright at first. But It

Chapter 2_Donald

Donald's POV 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.

Chapter 3_The Contract

Rebecca’s POV I stood frozen in Damon’s apartment. My heart thumped in my chest like a frantic drum, and every instinct screamed that what he had just said was impossible, cruel, and unreal. “I’m… getting married?” My voice was barely a whisper, breaking under the weight of disbelief. Damon’s expression remained calm, even detached. There was none of the warmth I had once clung to, none of the gentle affection I had believed in. The man I had loved, the man I had built my life around, had vanished. In his place was someone unfamiliar and terrifying. “Yes,” he said simply. “I’ve arranged it. You leave soon. That is all.” I shook my head violently, my knees nearly giving way. “No. I… I don’t understand. Who is he? Why me? What—what does this even mean?” He exhaled, a slow, deliberate sound that carried the weight of authority. “Someone powerful wants you. It is… an opportunity. You will have a new life. Consider it a favor.” The words hit me like stones. My throat burned. My feet

Chapter 4_Arrival

Rebecca’s POV “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

Chapter 5_I reject this bond

Donald’s POV “I hear you've been feeding information to my enemies,” I said, my voice low, precise, and deadly. The basement was cold, dark, and smelled of damp stone and fear. Chains rattled as the man struggled against his restraints, eyes wide with panic, and sweat running down his face. “I—I don’t know! I swear! I just…” His words faltered. His courage was already gone, replaced with raw, trembling terror. “Who do you work for?” I asked, stepping closer, the harsh overhead light cutting across his sweat-streaked features. My shadow fell over him like a blade. “I… I’m not telling! I swear!” He struggled again, futilely. I smiled coldly. “You’re going to tell me. One way or another.” I bent and picked up a spanner from the workbench. Its weight was satisfying in my hand, cold steel against my palm. I ran a finger along the jagged edges, testing it as I studied him. “Let’s start with something simple,” I said, voice calm. My fingers moved to his hand, gripping it tight. He f

Chapter 6—Shattered Control

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

Chapter 7— Why Is He In My Bed?

Rebecca's POV A steady sound filled my ears before anything else did. Deep and rhythmic, close enough that I felt it before I heard it properly. I pressed my palm to my chest and checked. My heart was fast and uneven. The sound I was hearing was slow and certain and completely unbothered by what mine was doing. It did not belong to me. I opened my eyes. I looked at the ceiling and recognized that it was still my room. I looked at the east-facing window, pressing grey morning light around the curtains, the tapestry on the far wall, my canvas bag in the corner exactly where I had left it. Everything was familiar and correct. Except for him. Donald Smith was beside me. On his back, one arm above his head, bare-chested, his eyes closed. The heartbeat I had been hearing was his — strong and present, filling the silence around it. He lay on top of the covers, fully dressed below the waist, as though he had arrived and simply not left. As though this were a decision he had made at so

Chapter 8— Bride On Display

Rebecca's POV Thank God Rowan appeared when he did because I honestly did not have an answer. If anything, the question should have been, 'Why was I in your bed, Mister,' not why I left. I stood there with my mouth slightly open, and my thoughts tangled when Rowan stepped into the doorway with an urgent and tight expression. "Alpha, the elders are here," Rowan said quietly. Mr Smith stiffened. I saw the immediate change in him, and I knew something was wrong. But what? "What are they doing here?" He asked. "And who invited them? I am not expecting any of them. You know my present situation. They should not see me like this."His eyes moved to me for a brief second, and then he turned away and leaned closer to Rowan. They spoke in hushed tones, their voices so low that I could not catch the words, but the tension between them was clear. I stood there feeling very small and very out of place. Who are the elders? I asked myself, and what did they want?Whoever they were, it was cle

Chapter 9— Bride On Display 2

Rebecca's POV He stared at me for a moment, then spoke in a voice that cut deeper than he probably intended. "Is that difficult for you? Have you not done it a thousand times in front of other men?" The words landed like an insult. Heat rushed to my face, then drained away, leaving something cold behind. He did not know my story. He did not know how hard I had fought to survive before Damon found me. Still, the life I lived before Damon was far better than this. I was proud of my independence. Men like Mr Smith never understood. They never will. He must've seen the change in my demeanor because his expression shifted slightly. "I am sorry," he said coldly. "I told you to stay close to me at all times. Even now, I can't leave. I will turn my back for you to dress." He turned away. I nodded, though he could not see it, and quickly changed into the dress. The silk slid over my skin smoothly, like water. It was beautiful. When I was done, I alerted him, and he turned back

Chapter 10 — Stay Close To Me At All Times.

Donald’s POV“Elder Magnus,” I said in a calm and controlled voice, trying to deliberately shift his attention away from Rebecca. His sharp gaze lingered on her far too long. If he found out even a fraction of her past, it would not only destroy her, it would stain my authority. A weak Luna meant a weak Alpha in the eyes of the pack. I would not allow that. “I do not think my bride’s background is something you should concern yourself with. Rebecca comes from a respectable family.”I wrapped my hand around her waist deliberately and pulled her closer until her body pressed firmly against mine. The message was clear. I wanted to show possessiveness. She startled slightly but recovered quickly, lifting her chin as I looked down at her. I smiled. She smiled back, a little unsure but convincing enough for anyone watching.To them, we looked united and in love. But inside me, chaos brewed.My heart beat too fast, reacting to her nearness, her warmth, and the way her scent curled into my se

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