The Secretary He Rejected Is The Alpha King's Daughter

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saw it coming. I could have dodged. My reflexes were honed by tr

the part until

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arp sting radiated across my cheek, and I tasted the me

a human was considered low class, even

e her. I didn't cry out. I didn't h

st you can do?"

urprise. She expected te

ulled out her phone. "You want to know where Da

in my face. It was a t

he's just a tool. Useful, like a stapl

been with you f

a. She can't run with me. And most importantly, she

es into my retinas. *Like

sick. I had endured the pitying looks of the Pack members who thought I was a barren,

force. And I had given mine up for

her voice dripping with malice. "You don't even have a

en years ago, Dante followed me home like

," Lola scoffed. "He proba

. His wolf knew what I was, even if his human brain was too stu

u? Look at you. You're bleeding from a little slap

a damp, suffocating pressure like a wet wool blanket. It was

red, leaning into my ear. "And you are prey. Dante is

p with my thumb and looked a

tor looks like, Lola," I said.

s talking back. She raised her hand again, this time