The Billionaire Heiress's Revenge: Rejecting Her Cheating Mate

everyone assumed Damien, the H

eaches led me to the garden, where I

ly wanted me for the Alpha title, while calling

ut off his fundin

ver shard embedded in my leg, and sne

he ultimate

of every high-ranking wolf, Eve and Damien

marry me only to "hide my shame," while his six

ken. They thought

eady sent a message to the mos

orce his claim, the ballr

eyes glowing gold, and p

he growled, sil

his brothers, holding

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her when you find out she's been

ed in t

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roken

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t me before

the logistics warehouse. It was something cloying. Nauseating. Like peac

. She was usually composed, befitting the Barron heiress, but to

a low rumble in my head

ing for Damien. Damien Paul, the Head Warrior, the man my father intended for me to marry.

fr

were intertwined. One was Damien. His broad shoulders were

her wa

She was supposed to be an Omega, submissive and weak. Yet, she h

th that fake sweetness I'd come to hate. "Wha

"Let her find out. I don't care. I need you, E

ushed my lungs. In our world, the bond is sacred.

a finger down his chest. I could see a small vial in h

I marry her, I become the Alpha male of the Barron Pack. But you...

ical ne

d, a cold wave of clarity washed over me. I looked at Damien. I w

t not

, I felt

haunches, golden eyes filled with disdain. "We do

he hedges. A twig sn

re dilated, swimming in a haze of lust and

She landed on her feet with surprising gra

steady. "Don't insult me

buttoning his shirt. "My wolf... I couldn't

ling. "There is no pheromone spike. Just

teary. "Elena, please! I didn't mea

king," I

hielding her. "Don't speak to her

ting you and your six brothers for months. Do you think I a

ck!" Damien roared. His voice car

but I did not kne

You just admitted you are using me for the title. You wa

my back

u going?" Dam

cel the wedding. You will never sit on the Alpha throne,

en whispering soothing words. The bond I though