Rejected By My Mate, Reborn As The Alpha Commander

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nose, stared at the bulging pouch of pure sovereign gold coins with wide,

g orders at his assistants to haul out the rarest bolts of

the entrance of the shop. Whispers ri

the wolfless Ortega girl

shop! Where did a sickly inv

tate this morning? She owns their entire ho

s, admiring the cold glow in the mirror. I was deliberately making a spe

iliation of the drums, especially while I was openly parading thr

wo burly porters to load the bolts of silk on

er combat tunic creased, his jaw tight with irritation. His grey-

ou humiliated them with the drums, and now you're flaunting your gold in the open square? Dolphus and his mother

nocent confusion. "Lord Issac, am I not permitted to spend m

ull me toward his side. "Stop playing the damsel with me, Citlali! You're walking

wrist, Issac,"

a split second, the ferocious Alpha warrior felt a chill run down his spine, as if he

is grip, his brow fu

erous clatter of galloping hoove

eets!" a harsh

rdly, his face contorted in murderous rage. Behind him, a luxury carriage screech

in panic, forming a wide

cobblestones hard. He drew his polished steel longsw

g along his neck. "You dare send thugs to drum outside my an

ne necklace resting against my chest, projecting the picture

civilian hanging out of their windows heard every syllable. "Sinc

o me because you knew a wolfless freak like you was lucky to have a warrior by your side! That money

ensat

ide my cloak-certified duplicates of every si

e, lunging forward with her manicured nails aime

d back g

of his heavy blade slamming against Martha's chest, kn

l take your hand off," Issac snarled,

shred of sanity snapped. His eyes turned feral

d forward, his sword swinging in a

nstead, I hurled the bundle of

flock of white doves, scattering