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The Ruthless Alpha's contract Bride  Novel Cover

The Ruthless Alpha's contract Bride

"Kill her and burn her body removing the evidence." Those words came out cruelly from Alpha Quinn, towards his mate. It was all the destiny of one night which changed her life forever. Shireen a weak Omega's daughter was raped, used and exploited by the royal yet insensitive, cold and deadly Alpha of the ForestGrow pack after a drunken night of sex and drugs. His name was a whisper of terror but Shireen refuses to be a victim. Fueled by a fierce need for justice, she sets out to reclaim what was taken from her. Her respect and dignity. In a dangerous game of power and defiance, she confronts the very Alpha who wronged her. She's determined to make him pay by forcing him to grant her the one thing that will give her power over him: the rights of his wife. ​Can an Omega's daughter truly bring an Alpha to his knees? Find out in this gripping tale of vengeance, resilience, and a battle for survival.
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Chapter 3

The only person she could turn to, the only person she could trust, was her best friend, Nora.

But when she took out her phone from her bag, it was dead, leaving her with no way to call. Shireen began her long, painful walk, her movements slow and crippled, her body in agony, a stark contrast to the strength and determination of her spirit. By the time she reached her friend's house it was the wee morning hours.

"Shireen, what happened to you? I called you so many times last night but your phone was switched off." Nora's eyes brushed down her terrorized body.

Shireen emptied her tears telling everything about what happened. Nora promised her to help by any means. She told everything to her father who was a cop. The kind hearted Mr Sage, Nora's father, promised Shireen to help in the best way he could.

On the same day Mr Sage went to the location where Shireen was raped to do the investigation. He decided he would do his best to the innocent girl who was also like a daughter to him similar to Nora.

Though there were no people to listen or shield her from the atrocious assault, God was somewhere protecting her in his unique way. Opposite the area where she was abducted there was an abandoned building.

Nevertheless nothing was serviceable inside the old construction but there was a hidden camera which mystically continued to work like an Archangel. It recorded everything about Shireen's barbaric assault from start to finish.

Sage instantly knew the crime was a heinous act committed by the wealthy. He was concerned that involving the media would only complicate the investigation, as it would attract unwanted attention to the high-profile individuals involved. Discreetly, Sage handled the case, ultimately concluding that the perpetrator was Quinn, the Alpha of the forest Grow pack.

Alpha Quinn was a ruthless womanizer and an unparalleled beast. He took whatever land he desired, and no Alpha in the world, whether by military force or sheer strength, had ever been able to defeat him.

Sage's hands were tied. It was a heartbreaking truth, but he had no choice but to accept the outcome. He couldn't help Shireen get justice. As an Omega's daughter and a nobody from the Moonlight pack, she was insignificant. When even the Moonlight pack's Alpha was powerless against Alpha Quinn, Shireen was just dust.

Though his heart ached for her, Sage gently advised Shireen to bury the painful truth and try to live a normal life. He bluntly explained that if she tried to pursue the case, Alpha Quinn's power and reputation would easily crush her in court, leaving her with nothing but heartbreak and humiliation. Their family was already handing on a thin thread. With a fatherly affection, he offered to arrange counseling for her as Shireen's assault was not something which could be healed easily. However on the other side he also warned her that if she tried anything against the Alpha, she and her family would be exiled from the Moonlight pack. No Alpha would risk provoking the world's most powerful Alpha, Quinn.

Shireen felt the crushing weight of her despair. She hated herself for her weakness, for the way her spirit had been broken. On that dark night, she reached the forest and looked at the moon from the two branches of the tree. The rays of the Moon Goddess fell on her.

Shireen was the gift of Moon Goddess to her parents. The destiny had always kept close to the one Shireen had sworn she would never need. "I regret rejecting the covenant," she whispered, her voice choking with tears. "But the situation went beyond my control. I was... violated. I don't think I'm worthy of the position anymore."

For what felt like an eternity, the Goddess's deep, resonant voice filled her ears. It was like a lifeline in her sea of pain. She didn't speak of pity or anger, but with strength and purpose. She reminded her that her worth was not defined by the actions of a monster, but by the fire that still burned within her soul. The Moon Goddess told her she watches over all her children, the broken and the triumphant alike. She said her power was a gift for those who would use it to right the wrongs that happened to them. She obliterated Shireen, was born on purpose, and was destined to become the Luna of Alpha Quinn.

As the Goddess spoke, a sense of hope, fragile at first, began to bloom in her heart. Shireen wasn't just a victim; she was a survivor. She wasn't unworthy; she was born with a purpose. The tears on her face dried, and a new resolve strengthened in her eyes. The despair that had held her captive began to recede, replaced by a fierce and burning determination. By the time the rays from the Moon ended, a slow grin spread across her face, a promise of the vengeance to come. She had been broken, but she was not defeated. She had been chosen, and she would rise.

****

A month later, Shireen walked into the ForestGrow pack's head office, her head held high. She wasn't naturally brave, but the injustice she had endured had unearthed a hidden well of strength with an unquenchable need for justice.

"May I speak to Alpha Quinn? My appointment was booked three days ago from this number," she stated boldly, placing a card on the receptionist's desk.

The receptionist checked the name and number, confirmed the appointment on her computer, and then motioned for Shireen to enter the stylish office. "Yes, madam, you can see Alpha Quinn now. Please have a seat while I inform him you've arrived."

The womanizing beast inside had no idea that she was the same woman he had assaulted weeks ago, the one whose life he had turned upside down. He had assumed she was dead. Quinn didn't know that she was not just a victim but a survivor—a woman determined to get justice and reclaim the respect she had lost.

Shireen walked through the oak door and into Alpha Quinn's office with determination. She greeted him politely and presented the pregnancy report she had picked up from the hospital two hours earlier.

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