Rejected By The Alpha, Claimed By The Lycan

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y swamp. I stood entirely alone, the icy, gray downpour soaki

looking at the mahogany coffin of his late brother, Harrison. Instead, his massive arms were wrapped tightly around Harrison's widow, Ciera Page. The deli

voices to know what they were saying. The synchronized sneers and mocking side-eyes from the warriors holding black umbrellas tol

ly caught my eye through the rain and jerked his chin toward the armo

bulletproof glass of the Cadillac Escalade only amplified the tension. Jace sat in the middle row,

window. "We need to discuss

nd still resting on Ciera's shoulder. Then, a

arrogant disbelief. "A *wolfless* runt like you? You wouldn't last a single d

o the Blackmoon wealth. He had no idea who I really was. He didn't know about Dr. Elyse West, or that my "Moonlight Goddess Healing"

his back and pulled a trembling Ciera

Blackmoon Pack House, my mind was already miles away. The heavy oak do

he boy c

flinch. He simply scooped the boy up i

with a line of servants, her eyes darting nervou

off the marble floors. "Prepare the East W

The East Wing was adjacent to the Alpha's quarte

tammered, bowing her

nd*. Even without a wolf, I could feel the oppressive pressure of his authority forcing the servants to bare their necks

last shred of my dignity in

e final, frayed thread of my obligation to this political marriage q

e dim, empty corridor of the West Wing, my mind already calculating