The Billionaire Alpha's Secret Substitute Mate

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our werewolf world, the Heat is a primal surge triggered by a fated mate or the full moon, leaving the body scorched by raw instinct. My gaze hit

back, I stared at the tall man still sleeping deeply on the bed. Angry red scratch marks from my fingernail

Emilee's Omega Heat had been delayed. Her body was stuck in a dormant cycle, her wolf instinctively recoiling from any Alph

he had just spent the n

t of the hotel corridor stabbed into my eyes, forcing me to raise a

d I nearly crashed to the concrete floor, my fingers clamping o

her needed her silver poison antidote, and I had to reach the hospital before they cut off her treatment. Sil

straight into a torrential downpour. Freezing rain soaked my hair i

ant light glowing sped right past me, sending a wall of dirty puddle wate

the curb. I yanked the door open, threw myself into th

e Pack Healing

e rearview mirror. I immediately pulled my d

e cold window, I watched the neon street signs blur past while my fingers squeeze

I tossed a crumpled bill onto the front seat without waiting fo

s I ran to the billing desk. I slammed both hand

Three. Has the antido

er fingers tapped the keyboard, the blue glow

nt balance is

ght I couldn't breathe, and I slapped the

hibald Holden, promised me last ni

st, treating me like the worthless, low-r

paid for basic nutrient fluids. He didn't p

ng into the plastic directory sign behind me. The

and dialed Archibald's number. Only a cold

have dialed is

ted after one ring, and a text message popped up on

ed the phone in my hand, my knuckl

witched to a breaking morning Pack news broadcast, the

wearing the exact coat I had left behind in the suite, leaning

night with the eldest Holden heiress, sea

r my head. I stared at Emilee's face-identical to mine-and saw the fa

own the urge to smash the screen an

open the door to Room Three, where my mother Eugenie lay f

nken cheeks ravaged by silver poison, a

he reached out a dry, trembling h

re you drenche

and pressed my cheek against her knuc

The rain is just r

nket tightly around her shoulders

longer. I'm going to get

. Pushing the ward door open, I let the cold draft dry the rain on my skin while I tapped th

black sedan pulled up to the curb, and I yanked the doo

Holden

hts outside and dug my fingernails deep into my palms. Archibald da