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Jilted Bride's Revenge: The Valkyrie Awakens Novel Cover

Jilted Bride's Revenge: The Valkyrie Awakens

I had been a wife for exactly six hours when I woke up to the sound of my husband’s heavy breathing. In the dim moonlight of our bridal suite, I watched Hardin, the man I had adored for years, intertwined with my sister Carissa on the chaise lounge. The betrayal didn't come with an apology. Hardin stood up, unashamed, and sneered at me. "You're awake? Get out, you frumpy mute." Carissa huddled under a throw, her fake tears already welling up as she played the victim. They didn't just want me gone; they wanted me erased to protect their reputations. When I refused to move, my world collapsed. My father didn't offer a shoulder to cry on; he threatened to have me committed to a mental asylum to save his business merger. "You're a disgrace," he bellowed, while the guards stood ready to drag me away. They had spent my life treating me like a stuttering, submissive pawn, and now they were done with me. I felt a blinding pain in my skull, a fracture that should have broken me. But instead of tears, something dormant and lethal flickered to life. The terrified girl who walked down the aisle earlier that day simply ceased to exist. In her place, a clinical system—the Valkyrie Protocol—booted up. My racing heart plummeted to a steady sixty beats per minute. I didn't scream. I stood up, my spine straightening for the first time in twenty years, and looked at Hardin with the detachment of a surgeon looking at a tumor. "Correction," I said, my voice stripped of its stutter. "You're in my light." By dawn, I had drained my father's accounts, vanished into a storm, and found a bleeding Crown Prince in a hidden safehouse. They thought they had broken a mute girl. They didn't realize they had just activated their own destruction.
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Chapter 6

Sunlight streamed through the grimy windows, illuminating dancing dust motes.

Blake woke up on the floor. Her body was stiff.

She checked Elias. His fever had broken. He was sleeping deeply, his breathing even.

A loud banging on the steel door echoed through the loft.

"Miss Blake! We know you're in there!"

It was Lee. The Foley family's Chief of Staff.

They had tracked her phone before she ditched it. Amateur mistake.

Blake glanced at Elias. He was hidden behind a folding room divider.

She opened the door. Lee stood there, flanked by two hulking security guards.

"The Duke is furious. Come quietly," Lee sneered. He looked at her dirty nightgown with disdain.

Lee reached out to grab her arm. His grip was disrespectful, bruising.

Blake grabbed his thumb. She twisted.

Lee yelped, dropping to his knees as the pressure on the joint became unbearable.

The guards stepped forward, hands reaching for their belts.

"Take one step, and I break his finger," Blake warned. Her voice was calm, almost bored.

The guards hesitated. They looked at Lee's pained face.

"I am the Duchess of Harrison," she whispered in Lee's ear.

"Touch me again, and you lose the hand."

She released him. Lee cradled his hand against his chest, eyes wide with fear.

"I need a ride to Foley Manor. My car is... indisposed."

"Wait, you want to go back?" Lee asked, confused.

"I have business with my father. Drive."

She grabbed a trench coat from the rack near the door. It was her mother's old one.

She put it on, buttoning it to hide the stained nightgown.

She glanced back at the divider. Elias was still safe.

She stepped into the hallway. Her head was held high.

Lee scurried to press the elevator button for her.

They entered the black town car waiting outside. The leather seats smelled of lemon polish.

Blake sat in the back. She checked her reflection in the window. Her eyes were cold steel. The victim was dead.

The car sped off toward the Foley estate.

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