Forsaken By One Alpha, Claimed By His Rival

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vy, bourbon-soaked body pinning me to the

n of a second, I blurted o

d in the tense ai

utching the positive pregnancy test in my pocket. "You

lit second, replaced by a chilling, predatory glare. He p

epeated, my heart p

nd through his messy hair. "Get ri

intimate, and I had foolishly believed I was happy. I never expected I was just a cheap

se of the woman whose name you just called? Two years...

u are so pathetically naive. Cleo is back. I never loved

s, Dominik Steele was the man who murdered my father. I never loved him initially. I only married him, offering my body to my sworn enemy, to gather evidence and find a chance to ruin his empire. If I w

ase, Dominik," I begged, lowering all my pride, letting my tears fall freely to mask my true intentions. "I can be

orce papers. And as for that unexpected mistake in your belly... you w

ent together, terrified of carrying my enemy's spawn. But fate played a cruel, twisted joke. The Alpha King's potent, domineering bloodline had somehow ove

rsed blood, a fierce, primal maternal instinct flared within me. This tiny, f

nbothered by the intimate setting. Cleo Rivera. The daughter of a powerful political ally, the woman who had vanished

, stating it like a fact that had

my disheveled state with the condescending pity and scorn of a victor. "Dominik

e. He moved his lips, but no sound came out. Instead,

n absolute, crushing Alpha authority. Because of the toxic suppressants I had swallowed for two years to

lapsed onto the freezing be

d a rusty nail driven into my coffin. "I, Dominik Steele, Alph

forcibly, violently torn apart. An unbearable agony erupted from the depths of my soul, as if a thousand

completed before morning," he issued one final command to the guar

at darkness, my resolve hardened into a roaring flame. I have to run. For the