Snapping My Ex-Mate's Wrist on Our Wedding Day
Snapping My Ex-Mate's Wrist on Our Wedding Day
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For nineteen years, Harper Ashford was the "wolfless defect" of the Silverbrook Pack, enduring endless abuse from her family. Her only salvation was Kael Blackwood, the next-in-line Alpha, who promised to protect her as his Luna. But on their wedding day, Harper discovers Kael in her bridal suite, tangled with her cruel step-sister, Selene—planning to use the marriage only to steal her land rights before publicly rejecting her.As the betrayal shatters her world, a dormant, ancient power crackling with raw electricity awakens in her veins. Walking down the aisle with fury in her eyes, Harper does the unthinkable: she snaps Kael’s wrist at the altar. In a desperate, high-stakes move, she proposes to Kael’s uncle, Axel Blackwood—the cold, legendary Alpha Supreme. What begins as a marriage of convenience and ultimate revenge soon spirals into a dangerous game of passion, deadly pack politics, and a hidden truth that could rewrite the fate of the supernatural world.
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Chapter 1: The Vanilla Perfume of Betrayal“You need to wash the blood off your hands before the guests see you, Kael.”The words drifted through the half-open mahogany door of my bridal dressing room, instantly souring the cheap vanilla perfume hanging in the corridor.I stopped walking.Twenty minutes remained before the wedding ceremony. Five hundred guests had already gathered in the Silverbrook cathedral, including visiting Alphas, council representatives, and merchants who had crossed three territories to watch Kael Blackwood marry the last surviving heir to my mother’s southern lands.They believed they were witnessing a love match.So had I.My fingers tightened around the carved doorframe. A splinter pierced my thumb, but the pain barely registered.From inside the room came a woman’s quiet laugh.Selene’s laugh.I should have stepped away. I should have called one of the attendants or returned to the small room where the servants had prepared me. Instead, I leaned toward the opening and looked inside.Kael stood beside my vanity, casually buttoning his white tuxedo shirt. Red scratches covered his bare chest. His golden hair, carefully styled an hour earlier, had fallen across his forehead.Selene sat on my vanity stool.She wore nothing except the custom lace veil made for me.The veil had been embroidered with silver thread from my mother’s territory. According to tradition, it was supposed to represent the protection of a bride’s female ancestors. Selene had draped it over her naked shoulders as though it were a prize taken during a raid.A crimson mark darkened the side of her throat.
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