Rejected By My Alpha, Claimed By His Powerful Uncle

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ter, the private booth packed with Danny's inner circle-pack lieute

st, his grin wide and easy. Every few minutes, he'd lean down and press a kiss to my temple, m

nds, Marcus, shouted over the music, raising his glass

know it. She's my goddess." He turned to me, his blue eyes so

ed. Danny waved them off, but the smirk

silver case glinting under the dim lights

the smoke. You know the rule-no

teasing. I smiled. My che

ance for his audience. The doting husband. The de

kiss Cindy Hooper in the garden. I had re

s suffocating. M

ve the din. I slid out from under his arm, my mov

ern-the kind a man wears when his prop threatens to wal

mile, patting his chest. "Yo

go home right away. Instead, I went

ing the city, the night air sharp and clean. An

d turne

coat. She smoothed her hair, checked her phone, and glanced toward the

me. He didn'

Alpha melting into something relaxed, intimate. He cupped her face, said som

feet carried me forward, once agai

eather couch, his hand splayed possessively over her belly. His friends-Marcus, James, a few ot

cus asked, nudging Danny's shoulder. "We've all been helping you

who's going to believe her? A wolfless Omega with no family, no power

s no

the air from my lungs. I pressed my hand to my

t lie. He despised me. I was a pawn, a sh

he room followed me down the hall-loud, careless, trium

dn't know where I was going-just away, anywhere but here,

to a private VIP booth with a luxurious and quiet interior. I was pressed against t