King_Starr

I whimpered in pain.

This is how it feels like to be cursed, right?

That's me, Kaidaira Steele.

Sold by mother,  raised to be Ryder's little whore, rejected by best friend of nineteen years and husband of six years!

It gets worse! Destined to die from a fucking severed bond from a miscreant with the weakest fucking wolf in existence!
***

I pressed my ear to the door. I could hear my parents talk.

“Who will take a deviant like her if she's incapable of doing the bare minimum. She's sterile! You heard Alpha Greg on national TV!"

"So what are you saying Michael?" It was my mother's voice.

"I'm saying it just became extremely harder to pawn her off to some poor unsuspecting beta. I'm saying she's extremely useless to us. I'm saying who could love and accept a miscreant like her. I'm saying let her be the pack whore. That way she's not entirely useless to me and my warriors will be in a good mood”

***

Kaidaira is rejected by her husband because she's barren. 

She runs from the pack that disgraced and humiliated her and She goes back to her own pack hoping her loving parents would welcome her back but all she meets are parents who have turned cold and a pack who regard her as bed warmers, the pack public whore to be!

After almost encountering an assault, Kaidaira decided to take up her brother's offer to enter in the yearly gala for a second rate mate. 

Reluctantly she goes but sneaks out because it reeked of desperation and she was in heat.

There she meets Delta Kinnley, A Prince who has a secret of his own thus they strike a deal of the century.

A contract marriage. Kaidaira has one demand - prove the world wrong by getting pregnant!

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Alpha Baby Maker: The Second Rate Gala

Let's get one thing straight: I'm not the hero of this story.

Heroes don't let their first love vanish into thin air.

Heroes don't abandon their kid brothers for half a decade.

Heroes definitely don't make marriage pacts with women they're terrified to mark because oh god, what if I ruin her too?

But here I am, Bronc "Jack Rebel" Kinney.

Tech mogul. Lycan prince. professional fuckup. Walking Kai to my wing of the palace.

Her footsteps echoed too loudly in the vaulted hallway, like the walls themselves were judging me.

I watched her, resilient like no one I have ever met before. Her kind of beautiful is so different from Lala's.

Her kind of beautiful came with scars.

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