Rejected by the Heir, Claimed by the Alpha

nor

nde

om London had been on the ground for one hundred and thirty-seven minu

osen for this reunion starting to pinch. A knot of irritation tightened i

mail.

n, then typed out a message, th

e. Where

our chat history. The airport buzzed around me-reunions, te

by before my phone buz

rgent. In the parking garage. Meet me in t

after two months apart-especially a fiancée bound to him by sacred

a different idea-a stubborn, foolish idea-took root. I want

y heels echoing in the concrete cavern. I spotted it almost immediately, tucked aw

y spine. The windows were completely fogged over,

I hea

ide the car. A woman's g

it made the blood in

y sister

a so intense I had to press a hand

small, clear patc

ther of the driver's seat. Ewing's head was buried in her ne

with a slight,

or doubt. No space

a terrifying, cold clarity settled over me. The knot in my s

cream. I d

and precise. I pulled out my phone, my fingers st

nected on th

rity, how can

port a vehicle in Parking Garage C. A black Mercedes, license plat

omeone right

ung

walked back towards the terminal. I ne

ng had told me to wait in. The access card he'd given me

to the bar, my reflection a pale, blank slate in

at," I told

ok it and sat at a high-top table by the floor-to-ceiling windows, a

y tailored suit lowered the tablet he was reading.

aw it. A focused, intense energy that had not

arles. And he knew exa

lilies. It was a strange, disorienting sensation. The scent didn't just register in my nose; it

was the answer to a question his wolf had been asking its entire life. The scent o

to crackle, thick with a new presence. It smelled of cedar and an approaching st

earching for the source of the fe

hing ancient and possessive, an unnerving look of assess

flash of red and blue

guards were rapping sharply on the window of Ewing'

ss my lips. It was a smile of

that looked like approval, or maybe appreciation, crossed hi

nge, electric current his presence had ignited inside me only grew str