Pregnant And Rejected: The Alpha's Cruel Choice
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ning heat of pain that had been my last memory, but
beams stretched across the ceiling above me. The air was thick with the
oung female voice calle
ppeared in my periphery. He wore a Park Ranger uniform, but
ced with kindness. "You washed up three mil
ed line of fire seared through my abdo
sixteen, her hands clutching a ceramic bowl of broth. "You lo
fireplace, my hand drifting instinctively to my stomach. It was flat. Silent. The tiny, f
red, the admission
a stool. "This is my daughter, Mara.
ana," I
rimly. "The Obsidian Pa
a waterlogged leather satchel. My drafting b
est like a lifeline. It was the only piec
gaining a fraction of strength
dening. "He announced it yesterday. 'Tragic accident at
gh escaped my lips. "A
rner, looking utterly out of place in the rustic cabin. "Gamma Marcus dropped those at the bor
elvet cases. Designer lo
them,"
box. It was a diamond necklace, the stones glittering crue
he word tasting li
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ard before-a low, vibrating thrum that seemed to rattle the very floorboards
she threw the necklace into the fire. The metal didn't melt imme
watching the flames lick at the di
pun toward the door, his nostri
is posture shifting fro
gasped, dropp
grab a pump-action shotgun from the wall mou
e
ith the river. She wanted to m
biting, but beneath it, something else was waking up. A hum in my bloo
the chamber. "Too many for me
anymore. I saw angles. Stress points. Traject
. I looked at the heavy iron chandelier hanging by a questionable chain above the
with sudden intensity. "Give me ten minute
" he argued, though he
snarled, power surging through me. For a
ing a trembling finger. "He
the supernatural shift. "Ten
eing something that made the wolf insi
and the lantern oil, ignoring th
to learn a fatal lesson: never hunt t