The Alpha's Broken Mate Is The True Queen

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but I forced my eyes to remain dead and hollow. He wasn't holding me out of lov

st the ruined rose petals on the floor. I pulled out a thick stack

least divide the territory assets," I choked

Wolf roared at the sheer audacity of my challenge. He didn't even bother to read the clau

pha authority as he threw the shredded pieces over the ruined bed. "You own nothing. You

the master bedroom. I stared at the torn paper mingling with the crushed roses. Conventional methods would

to the Taylor Pack Estate for a family dinner, and Holden was acting as if last night's violent outburst ha

hly, staring out the rain-streaked window, "I'll have Br

with a subtle Alpha warning. "But do

d husband. He reached over, wrapping his large hand around mine. "Keep taking the H

a man who smelled of another woman's cheap vanilla. I suppress

urmured, staring

nd bone china. Yet, my biological father, Alpha Gene, my mother, Luna Beverly, and my two brothers sat in absolute silence. Our stomachs were empty

k favoritism. I picked up my gold f

, his cedar scent spiking with irr

na. "Why? She's probably too busy throwing herself at high-ra

scent flared with a sudden, sharp spike of jealousy he couldn't

rother, Bryan, who com

d to the surface. He slammed his fist onto the table, violentl

iling liquid erupted across the table, spl

gasped, gripping the edge of the mahogany table as the

he didn't even flinch at my pain. "Stop the pity play, Ariana. Holden isn't g

to this Pack," my eldest brothe

ized what had happened. "Ariana!" he gasped. He reached out, his Alpha scent flari

shoved his

abbed the hem of my soaked, clinging shirt and yanked it up. I exposed the raw, blistered red flesh to the entire ro