The Alpha's Hidden White Wolf Mate

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n Facility shrieked as it slid open, the sound

the threshold, leaning my weig

ar burns where pure silver cuffs had bitten into my flesh for five years. Silver was the one fatal weakness of all werewolf ki

ling near the tree line, its tinted windows bearin

h an expression of pure disgust. As the eldest son and lead enforcer of our pack, he wo

g to step out. "You're making the per

fire through my right knee, where a broken silver pin remained embedded in the bone from th

In our world, genetics determined hierarchy from birth-Alphas ruled, Betas commanded, and those without a wolf were treated like garbage. Since I h

ok a half-step back. "You smell like rotting copper

," I said, my voice raspy an

weight into the plush rear cabin. The lea

financial charts for the Savage Group's mining operations. The driver hit the gas, and the heavy SUV

the cabin was thick

etly, rubbing the rough calluses on my t

dger. "Thanks to Kacey providing pure blood infusions and staying by her side eve

felt like an icy fist c

child, and fled the scene. Because she was a fragile Omega and I was an unshifted wolfless nobody,

" I said, my fingernails digging into the palms

sole. The force of the strike vibrated through

e confined space with sharp, aggre

rled, pointing a thick finger at my face. "You are an empty shell with broken genes

ed out the window, watching the pine trees blur into gray

sh emerald lawns stretched toward a three-story limestone mansion. Red and white laurel garl

ed, looking at the valet drivers

at the corner of his mouth. "Today is Kacey's formal betrothal gala. Keep

n. Classical violin music drifted throug

kled under my weight, the broken silver fragment grinding against th

lked past. When their eyes landed on my stained

hispered loudly. "She looks like so

ed up the red-carpeted marble stairs toward the main entrance. I w

heavy oak dou

doors swung wide, bouncing agains

ations died in mid-sentence. Dozens of high

rned their heads t

man in a custom white silk gown. Her golden curls fell over bare

acy, stood a tall, broad-shouldered man with ash-blon

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rporation, the man who had promise

ined from his face, and his hand dropped f