Alpha Husband, Shattered Vows My Bet Has No Return
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On the anniversary of our Bond, my Alpha husband Zoe claimed he was away commanding the border war.
But when I walked into the city’s most prestigious auction, I saw him there—
with his beloved assistant, Ivy, glowing at his side.
She held up a crisp hundred-dollar bill and sneered:
“Your family doesn’t even carry noble blood. Go look at the unsold scraps.”
I stayed silent.
Yet Zoe cut deeper, his command sharp as a blade:
“Cancel your reservation. Leave. Now.”
The wolves around us laughed, their voices echoing off the marble walls.
Ivy’s eyes glittered as she leaned closer and said,
“Let’s raise the stakes. Whoever fails to win a painting—
crawls out of here stripped bare.”
My lips curved into a cold smile.
“If you want to play, then let’s play big.”
The crowd roared, drunk on cruelty.
And Zoe, my bonded mate, didn’t even hide his contempt.
“Everything you wear, eat, and breathe comes from me. If you lose—don’t expect me to lift a finger.”
But when I walked into the city’s most prestigious auction, I saw him there—
with his beloved assistant, Ivy, glowing at his side.
She held up a crisp hundred-dollar bill and sneered:
“Your family doesn’t even carry noble blood. Go look at the unsold scraps.”
I stayed silent.
Yet Zoe cut deeper, his command sharp as a blade:
“Cancel your reservation. Leave. Now.”
The wolves around us laughed, their voices echoing off the marble walls.
Ivy’s eyes glittered as she leaned closer and said,
“Let’s raise the stakes. Whoever fails to win a painting—
crawls out of here stripped bare.”
My lips curved into a cold smile.
“If you want to play, then let’s play big.”
The crowd roared, drunk on cruelty.
And Zoe, my bonded mate, didn’t even hide his contempt.
“Everything you wear, eat, and breathe comes from me. If you lose—don’t expect me to lift a finger.”



























