Rejected By The Alpha, Carrying His Secret Pup

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my trembling hands felt h

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laced by the rushing pine breeze outside my car window. I was pregnant. Against all odds, my wolfless

foolish heart had fluttered. For three years, our political marriage had been a cold, silent cage. But as the car

l-flat stomach. *Maybe this pup is the miracle we need

bor in years. The heavy oak doors of the Grand Hall stood open, spilling golden l

e threshold, the sm

n anniversary

poppies. It cut through the musk of the Pack, suffocati

lders straining the fabric of his tailored suit, his aura commanding absolute submission. But he wasn't

love. The "savior" who had

nding a glass of champagne toppling, Graves moved with lightning speed. He pulled Davina behind him, his arm wrapping protect

glass shards-it was a tender, consuming f

Mind-Link. But I didn't need to. The hushed whisper

inally home," a bur

was just a useless placeholder to appease Elder Ce

e turned to ash. Graves hadn't summoned me to celebrate our union. He had summoned me to witn

storm-and-leather aura intertwined perfectly, mocki

tial downpour that soaked through my thin dress, chilling me to the bone

is massive, empty house was a prison built on a transaction. Graves had his true love back. It was time

at the marble steps, gathering th

n. The vehicle screeched to a halt inches from me. The driver's

jaw was clenched, his dark eyes flashing with an irritation that made my stomach twist. T

m, his voice a cold, commanding whip th

doing standing