The White Wolf Heiress: My Alpha Begs For A Second Chance

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ody felt hollow, my arms trembled with utter weakness, and every ragged b

my eyes, the Healer

I asked, my voice crack

"They remain in incubators because they are too small and fragi

"I need to see them.

oor swung open and Ronan's assistant, Thomas, s

I believed Ronan had f

e folder and held out

e of sympathy. "Alpha Ronan ordered the

sent an assistant to end our mating bond while I

was almost impos

?" I whispered. "I just

cted me to serve you these." He placed a second document on my blanket. "Thes

tching the sheets.

. "You are an Omega with no wealth, no political influence, and n

me obedient. He knew the mating bond mattered to me,

ult, I endured Celeste's

pped defending myself when oth

s terrified that one wrong move would

tion contract, then a

rviving childbirth, something inside

s my

ove for my children against me. I was

, looking Thomas dead

be reas

id ge

stirred again. The pulse beneath my ribs surged into a viole

eard the fast, rhythmic heartbeats of

. Farther away, several rooms down, I distinctly hea

s it had arrived. I sank back into the pillows, assuming

the printed bloodline report from the scanner.

sive to the legendary White Wolves, a

archived supernatural records, and the sy

vercres

lvercrest and Luna Elara had vanished during an ambush. Th

matched. The bloodline matched. The r

small, crescent-shaped scar hidden beneath Yvonne's left shoulder

hispered, clutching the file to hi

hoed near the la

door. Before the Healer could shout, the intruder smashed the glass casing on

ng to the hallway. But the intruder

t. Whoever stole the report kn

ving already memorized the critical data, he opened an emergency, encrypt

a direct fre

lpha Darius

a single unlisted text burst bef

ve. She is at the Darkmoon Pack hospital