The alpha begged me to be his brother’s substitute
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I was Alpha Arther's maid, the one who'd taken a bullet for him. But when I returned, battered and broken after being tortured by rogue werewolves, all I got was a wedding invitation.
"Bellona and I are getting married. You can leave now,"
I didn't cry or protest. I'd become a machine, programmed to follow his commands without question.
That facade finally cracked in a cemetery.
Arther watched in stunned silence as I approached a tombstone, tears streaming down my face.
I bent down and pressed a tender kiss to the cold stone.
"Nelson, I've done everything I promised. I kept him safe. Is it time for me to join you?"
I whispered, my voice heavy with longing.
Arther's alpha aura flared wildly, his control shattering. "Ava, was I nothing more than a substitute for my brother?"
"Bellona and I are getting married. You can leave now,"
I didn't cry or protest. I'd become a machine, programmed to follow his commands without question.
That facade finally cracked in a cemetery.
Arther watched in stunned silence as I approached a tombstone, tears streaming down my face.
I bent down and pressed a tender kiss to the cold stone.
"Nelson, I've done everything I promised. I kept him safe. Is it time for me to join you?"
I whispered, my voice heavy with longing.
Arther's alpha aura flared wildly, his control shattering. "Ava, was I nothing more than a substitute for my brother?"