My Cruel Alpha's Rejected Mate

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a cage, and I was trapped inside with the

ing, but it did nothing to clear the cloying, suffocating mixture of scents. Kassie's artificial sakura perfume was everywhe

inner wolf gag. I could hear the rustle of fabric as she leaned into him. "Why are we driving to the W

white. The silence that followed was heavy, ch

devoid of the heat she was clearly fishing for. "Your parents are expec

distinct sound of a hand sliding over a thigh.

ton

with Alpha authority. It wasn

he reflection of mine, burning with an intensity that made my breath hitch. There was no love in that gaze, only a dark, confused hunger-a storm raging behind

ar pulled up to the imposing i

d, the single wor

things, shooting a glare at the back of my head before exiting. As soon as the door click

ion in the air was loud enough to scream. By the time we reac

or the door to close

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His body was a furnace, hard and demanding, pressing into mine with a familiarity that made my heart ache

ing my pulse point. His hand slid up my waist, his thumb digging

balm. The secret keeper. I would have melted into him

ot to

utching like a shield. I didn't push him away physically-I couldn't o

ocument was deafeni

lowly, his eyes dropping to the

RATION: REJECTI

er seemed to

dangerous whisper. The lust in his eyes evaporat

the shattering of my heart. "The draft you ordered. For the

command to stop him, turning his authority against

back. The loss of his warmth was instant and

moothing my skirt, putting on the armor of the efficient assistant

was reading the terms of my execution. He had no idea he was au

paper onto his desk. "It looks a

ng. He looked at me, expecting the usual routine to r

age of Kassie's hand on his thigh, the smell of her cheap perf

im in the

te. Brennan blinked, as if I had spo

, my voice gaining strengt

pped as his aura flared, pressing down on me, demanding

"She is unwell. I need to check on her and bring

n't ethically smash through. Pack Law dictated

ching for the lie, searching for the submiss

al was sharp, stinging. "Go. But have that Declaration on my desk, sign

, Alpha,"

, but as the heavy door clicked shut behind me, I knew the hardest part was yet to come. Tomorro