The Alpha's Rejected Omega is the Hidden White Wolf

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th white lilies and the oppressive pheromones of high-ranking werewolves hit my face. I pulled my fiv

wolfless defect who lacked an inner wolf after the normal sixteen-to-eighteen shift age, she could not pro

soothe her shivering with my own body heat, keeping my hidden White Wolf

poke black suits and past the buffet tables set strictly with titanium cutlery, since

ereditary Alpha and billionaire CEO of the England Pack. His broad back

sideways, took off his suit jacket soaked in his signature cedarwood scent

ned face. With red-rimmed eyes, she leaned her head right ont

me throbbed with a dull ache. In our world, once a male marked his mate, their souls

uit. Carlo reached down and rubbed the boy's head with a gentle s

ed in her blank eyes before she shrank further behind

ted us. They cast open looks of disdain our wa

the front row. "She can't even keep her Alpha's attention. Now that the old Elder has passe

my head. Holding Eulalie's hand, I walked straight toward the memo

dark golden eyes of the Alpha frosted over

atiently at his tie without a single word of comfort. "The scents here

forcing down the bit

nddaughter. She has eve

sing a wave of artificially sweet pher

o. Given Eulalie's condition, he's

catching the flash of smugn

r like you has no place commenting

step forward, blocking Dallas complet

teeth grinding. "She has worked tirelessly on this funeral for d

ife, I felt as if an invisible hand had been squee

rrified scream and dropped to the floor with her face bu

on us like spotlights, and every face was f

ot at the loss of face, and he pointe

once! Stop embarrassing me

ing daughter into my arms with all my strength

per softly to her son, "Don't be scar

e side lounge. With every step I took, the marking on my neck continued to

ther sofa. Looking into her panicked eyes, I made up m

her a cup of warm water, the lounge door was k