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of the Smith estate when Jerrod's massive black SUV screeched

planation, he grabbed my upper arm with a bruising grip, practically shoving me into the passenger seat. I noti

k's main administrative building, the tires squealing as he parked, and dragged me

asn't alone. My biological parents, Robert and Brenda, had somehow

olute moment I was dragged into the room. "Did you really have to ru

't yell at her," she sobbed softly, playing the ultimate green tea bitch. "If Sister wants to leave this badly, we should just let her. I don

ly's profound shame. We failed to raise her right in the countryside. Since she is so dead set on leaving, just agree t

practically begging the Alpha to dump me so their fake daughter could ta

oked directly into Jerrod's furious eyes. "Your perfect true love is waiting, and

s large wooden desk toward Jerrod. "Alpha Preston, if you agree, sign

ned to Jerrod, waiting e

The silence in the room was thick and suffocating. He slowly, mechanically, reached out

les turned a stark white. With a sudden, explosive motion, he snapped the thic

x of pure rage and twisted possessiveness. "You do not get to dictate when this ends,

tterly bewildered, while Geri's fake tears instantly dried

ce finally snapping into a million pieces. The hypocrisy of him keeping m

cked shouts behind me. I pushed through the heavy glass doors and ran as fast as my legs could carry me into the da