Unwanted By The Alpha Heir, Marked By The Northern King

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ive donation with a noble title, and I need you t

omantic atmosphere of his priv

s. I had been certain this was th

the warmth drain

bribes. My mother had donated that massive fortune purely to help him build a benevolent reputation before the King. Otherwise, why would we settle for a mere hereditary title as a reward? Moreover, he knew exactly that I desperately needed that title to wash away my low

voice trembling, my inner wolf pacing furiously against her cag

mily. Whoever gets the hereditary noble title, it brings glory to the Rowe Pack all the same. Carson is such a sweet, innocent girl. She even said she did not want to cause a rift between sisters ove

hteousness, and Carson, that shameless bitch, playing the generous martyr after snatching what was rightfully

a greedy, calculating stranger. He was too weak to claim his throne on his own merit, needing my mother's money and my uncle

go. I forced my inner wolf into submission, swallowed the bile in my throat, and forced a perfect, icy smile onto m

tly, my voice betraying none of t

and walked away, my spine rigid, my head held

p relief and satisfaction, accompanied by th

oice returning to its smug, arrogant command. "Go

lois angry?" Timoth

to assert his dominance. "Angry? Elois has loved me for years. She has given so much for me. How c

used to let a single tear fall. The pain in my chest was a living thing, a coiled serpent of fury

sly as I approached my waiting carriage. "A

nt a fortune feeding a pack of ungrateful wolves, and now they want to suck my blood dry to nourish someone else?