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Mistaken for a Rogue: The Alpha's True Heir

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 715    |    Released on: Today at 19:03

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father dragged

rek said coldly. He didn't look at me as

creen on the wall. It showed the interior of the pack

rous. "This is where traitors rot. You carry the stench of the

the threat was clear. He was showing

face inches from mine. "You smell like him. If you ever show aggression tow

e out of t

a row of damp cells. I wasn't allowed to eat with the st

eeks. I became a g

oor in the hallway. Kylie walked by.

ropping a vase. It

she screamed. "Help

er own arm. Then she threw the shard at me. It

Kylie

sive Doberman with latent wolf blood

corner. He saw Kylie bleeding and m

f at me. His jaws cl

e shook his head, tearing my flesh. I fell

e!" Kylie laughed, her sweet

ed up toward the second-floor la

had stepped out at t

ried out, her hands shaking

de. She grabbed Nora's shoulders an

y. "Just the gardener disciplining a stra

eard a c

e away." Dionne pulled the heavy velvet cu

ond s

o this world, to her, severed. My inner wolf threw back he

oat. I closed my eyes,

OUG

sn't just a shout; it was pow

opped to his belly, w

er hair and leaned on a cane, but his aura was suffoc

arm, then at Kylie, wh

y ordered the servants

hile I lay on the cold floor. I didn't cry. I stared at the ceiling

e alarms blared. R

ing into the hall. "Alpha Derek has b

ame. She ran right past me, stepping over my

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