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The Cursed Alpha’s Fake Bride Chapter 60 - Too Hot To handle
*** Ariana’s POVI prayed silently as I worked, my hands slick with Draven’s blood. The world around me faded away, my entire existence reduced to the desperate effort to save him.“Hold on, Draven,” I murmured, my voice breaking. “You don’t get to leave me like this. Not now.”Tears blurred my vision, but I refused to stop.One bullet down. Two to go.And as I worked, a single thought echoed in my mind.Please don’t let me be too late.I’m tired. Tired of lying… to everyone and to myself.Lying had done it
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*** Alpha King Draven’s POVRogues. Kronos let out a low growl of disgust in my mind, his irritation clear.I parked my car in the garage, stepping out into the chaos. Bodies were everywhere. The caravan had fought hard, taking down most of the rogues, but the losses were heavy.The sight of it all stirred something deep within me. It wasn’t just anger—it was failure. A failure to protect what was mine.She wasn’t even marked, Kronos snarled, his frustration matching my own.Everywhere I looked, wolves lowered their eyes, unwilling to meet my gaze. No one had to say it—I already knew. I’d been too late. Again.“Alpha, over here!” Simon’s voice called out sharply from the side of the building.I rushed over, still caught in the chaos of the scene—the blood, the bodies, the overwhelming stench of death. But then it hit me.Her scent.It cut through everything, sharp and intoxicating. Sweet, yet with a bite that sent a jolt straight through me. My entire body tensed as it filled my lungs
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*** Ariana’s POVThe journey from the clearing to the pack hospital had been a blur—voices shouting, orders barked, and the coppery tang of blood staining my hands, my clothes, and my memories.When they’d finally placed Draven in this sterile white room, I hadn’t left his side. The rest of the world faded into insignificance as I pulled a chair close, wrapped my trembling fingers around his, and refused to let go.Dr. Alexander and his team moved around him with practiced urgency, voices lowered to murmurs I couldn’t comprehend through the haze in my mind. Exhaustion dragged at me, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him.Draven, the unshakable Alpha, lay still. His face—always sharp and commanding—was far too pa
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*** Ariana’s POVThe violent heaving finally stopped, leaving my throat raw and burning. My body trembled, half from exhaustion and half from the sight before me—the blackened remains of Master Oren’s body still smoldered faintly, the air thick with the acrid scent of charred flesh.“Goddess,” I whispered, wiping at my mouth with the back of my trembling hand.A sharp intake of breath startled me, and I looked up to see Dr. Alexander standing frozen a few paces away, his face pale and his eyes wide with horror.How much had he seen? Enough, judging by his expression.“You’re late, Doctor,” I snapped, my voice hoarse but steady. There wasn’t time to let h
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The Cursed Alpha’s Fake Bride Chapter 59 - Exit Wounds
*** Ariana’s POVMy world spun as adrenaline coursed through me, but I had enough presence of mind to scoot away from the pained, gurgling sounds coming from what could only be Jake. The noise was grotesque, wet and hollow, punctuated by the occasional shallow wheeze.He lay about fifteen feet away, his face contorted in silent agony. The cuffs that had dangled from his chin earlier were gone, but one of his legs was missing—severed not so cleanly, the gruesome stump bleeding profusely.The missing limb wasn’t far. It rested, disturbingly intact, in the massive jaws of a wolf—a wolf so enormous it defied belief.It didn’t take much to recognize him. Kronos.Draven’s wolf.A shudder ripped through me, half from relief and half from disbelief. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing.Why was Kronos here?Draven had gone to such extremes to have me “handled.” Mika had died protecting me. Oren had killed packmates to cover their tracks. And now, Kronos was here, tearing through war
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The Cursed Alpha’s Fake Bride Chapter 55 - My Name
*** Ariana’s POVThe forest was a silent accomplice, the air chilling my skin as Mika’s lifeless body lay crumpled on the ground. His blood seeped into the earth, pooling in a way that made my stomach turn. My breaths were shallow, hitching with the weight of realization.“Ariana.”The voice cut through the silence like a blade, my name sounding sing-songy.I froze. That name—my name.Not Miria.Oren stepped out of the shadows, his smirk chilling and predatory. A large revolver swung casually at his side—a sharp, acrid, smoky smell rolling on the light breeze my way from the still hot barrel.
