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The night I died, I discovered my marriage was a lie. Alpha Rhydian Crowe never loved me. He married me to unite our packs, while I foolishly believed I had won his heart. Then Virelle Sorn plunged a silver blade into my chest and left me with one final truth: I had been a pawn from the beginning. But death was not the end. I woke three years earlier, on the morning of my wedding, with the memories of my murder still burning inside me. This time, I know better. I will not marry Rhydian for love. I will not trust Virelle. I will not become anyone’s pawn. But as I rewrite the future, strange cracks begin appearing in everything I thought I knew. The people I trusted hide

I laughed, tilting my head backwards and forward again to look at her reaction. “Well, my husband has another mistress who he has impregnated. And this woman, mind you, is a very powerful and influential woman. She has a child with my husband who is also promising her marriage. So what’s it going to be? Polygamy?” I asked with a loud and mocking laugh. She looked so confused and somewhat hurt when I was telling her that. I almost felt pity for her, but I had to remind myself of what she had done to me. She had betrayed me, just like he had. She had no right to be upset or surprised.

Because she didn't know how to take or how to mark something as her own. Alex wouldn't do the same mistake as her, he wouldn't be like his mum. He wouldn't spend his days craving love, support and success. He would take. He would conquer; until everything he wanted belonged to him. That's what he did. And this time, that's what he would do. He would marry, even if it was a contract. With a devilish grin that seemed to round about his thin lips, he called up his lawyer, Martin Henderson and asked him to about a contract. A marriage contract of six months. When he was informed that it was possible, he breathed in relief.

The day I found out I was pregnant, my fiancé, Grant Hale, told me he was going to marry another woman. His childhood sweetheart, Chloe Bennett, had gotten pregnant unexpectedly, and he said he couldn't let her family throw her out over a baby no one would claim. I stared at him in disbelief. "I'm pregnant too. If you marry her, what happens to our baby?" He frowned. "Serena, don't start acting out now. You've always been strong. Even if you really are pregnant, you can wait a few months. Once Chloe has the baby, I'll give you the wedding you deserve." He thought I'd wait for him like a good girl. What he didn't know was that I'd hidden my identity as the heiress to one of the most powe

When the worst of it finally passed, when I could form words again, my voice came out destroyed. “I’m getting married,” I whispered against her neck. “In three days. Dad sold me to Alpha Kael Thornwick… that paralyzed old man. The one in the wheelchair. And Elias…” I laughed, wet and broken. “Elias has been fucking some dominatrix who makes him beg and call her Mistress while he tells her how repulsive I am. How fat and disgusting and…” Cora went completely still in my arms. Then she pulled back, gripping my shoulders hard enough to bruise. “Where’s the video?”

She examined her nails, perfectly innocent. “How dramatic,” I said. “Go on.” Another elder woman spoke carefully. “The pack has heard troubling things.” I buttered a piece of toast slowly. “I’m fascinated already.” “She says,” the woman glanced at Clara, “that you pursued this marriage for status.” I took a bite, chewed, swallowed, then asked, “Only status?” The elder frowned. “And money.” I nodded thoughtfully. “Anything else?” Clara sighed. “As much as I dislike gossip,” she said softly, “wolves say you targeted Frederick because he is Alpha. That you wanted wealth. Power. A title.”

A private meeting reserved for special people only… “Everything is going on as planned,” Devin informed his three accomplices rubbing his hands gleefully. “I’ve received another mail from the two lovebirds and they still not willing to get back!” Nash smiled indulgently. “Let them enjoy. They’ve well deserved the holidays after the ordeal you have put them through.” Devin chuckled wickedly. “You’re right. Nash, I think we’d better start planning a second marriage. What do you think of Kyra Hart, Rachel’s best friend?”

What a tricky part! “Two, the marriage will end a year and a half after you take your inheritance,” I voiced, and I looked at his reaction, expecting him to say something, but he stayed quiet, staring at his phone, inexpressive. “Three, I don’t stay much at the house and can stay where I want to stay.” He nods and critiques, “Two bargains reasonable for me.” “Okay, and the third, there’s no kissing or anything beyond that.” His eyes looked at me, smirking, and teased, “You don’t want to taste how good a kisser I am?”

I so admitted to him how he had messed me up. The phone beeps again. Alex:Don't be a whore. Just come back to me. I shriek. Did he just…oh no he didn't. To Alex, Remember how we were comfortable with each other. So comfortable that you decided to tell me about your fetish for wearing women's underwear,and then show me with multiple pictures of you in lacy thongs. I thought I was online shopping for a second. But do you. I laugh thinking about those laces. Looking back at it,I'm glad I was forced into a marriage and he cheated.

"Three months? Do you think we can do that? It's a pest life oh. Why do I need to marry you? I know it will happen but I never expected this to be early." "Relax okay, we can find a way Allysa. Just trust me okay." "How can I relax if one day I just wake up and we're married. I will never be okay with that setup." "That's why we need to find a way to prevent it from happening, right? I don't want it either. You know how much I love my girlfriend and I won't agree to marry you either." He said to me, I was surprised when his voice suddenly arose. "Let's talk next time please."