Unwanted By The Alpha, Destined For The Wraith

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a's Suite like ash. Angelo stood amidst the wreckage, his chest heaving. His scent-a suffocating wave of aggressive musk

into the back of my sweater. I kept my posture rigid, shieldin

d piece of wood. His eyes flashed with the golden hue of his inner wolf, furious and

g. The mate-bond, once a tether of warmth,

celia is staying. That is final. But because I am merciful, I will allow you to remain. You will manage the P

pregnant mistress in front of the Pack, strip me of my

le cut through his suffocating

his jaw tighteni

ok down at me. "I don't want your mercy, Angelo. An

w his head back and barked out a harsh, mocking laugh. Th

wolfless burden demanding a Rejection from an Alpha? You have no wolf, Andra. You have no l

fingers wrapping around the freezin

a deadly, quiet register that made his laughter abr

his eyes flickered, replaced b

outward. "Sworn before the Moon Goddess by Alpha King Antonio Blackwood himself,

suddenly soured, tainted with the sharp, bitter stench of pure terror. His inn

will let the Alpha King see exactly what kind of man leads the Stone Pack. You demand loyalty, y

straining as he fought a losing battle against the crushing weight of my defiance. I ha

nered will alway

't listen to the whining of a defective," he spat, though his voice lacked its previous thunder. "You are staying

ed doorway, his heavy footsteps echoing down the hall as he fled the room. He n

on the Moonstone, listenin