Rejected By The Heir, Claimed By The Alpha

ora

elds star

d his gaze, my heart hammering against my ribs. I could no

a sharp voice cut

e has lost

k of concern, but her eyes glittered with opportunistic

, dismissive gesture that silenced her as effectively as a gag. Bea

oment, to his mother. A silent

I heard her murmur, her voice low but firm. "Th

ture. He turned his attention back to the crowd, his voice booming

e honor of House Fi

ne again. "Your d

nce. I felt a tremor of relief so profound it alm

Jasper forward,"

rice's face. Jasper was her son. If I chose hi

ascended the altar. They were the image of high-born wolves, tall, broad-shouldered, with the casual arrogance of those w

eration, and close to you in age

lly accepting the scraps from the Alpha's table. Beatrice was practically vibra

ad a gentle smile. Either of them would have been considered a magnificent match for any she-wolf in the te

yes. But they were

other, then slowly, del

charged silence, everyone in the front row he

ared at me, their handsome faces slack with disbelief. To be publicly

rose a fraction

t the shocked faces in the crowd. It settled, once and

no hint of romance in my eyes. Only

y what the Fields family owes me," I stated. "I was to be the ma

to either of them would make me the wife of a

ion dawn on his face. He was no longer looking at a vic

, each word hanging in the cold air, "

ded my index finger, point

f this territory. I choose