Rejected By Him, Claimed By The Emperor

Chapter 6

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o!" Dorr's gentle smile cracked as he t

on is eating through her heart," I said,

Bullshit! We haven't been near any silver! What does a nam

econd warrior shoved my shoulder hard, sending me

ight at a tiny, half-inch graze along the side of Diane's neck.

ar aside. The color drained from his face beneath his gold-rim

oxin is already in her bloodstream. If you inject adrenaline, it'll speed

anishing. Every rider knew silver in a highway fight meant a w

all biker pleaded, his eyes

is clinic doesn't have the neutraliz

r's wooden box, I pulled out a small copper-handled

arms down!

urney on my order. I made a swift incision over the blackened graze. Thi

per needle and squeezed a single drop of faintly glowing blood into a bowl of crushed

cheeks receded, and the monitor beside the

s mouth slightly open behind his glasses. "

night to flush the rest out of her veins," I sai

d tilted his head down, exposing the side of his neck in a wolf's instinctual postur

stays in observation tonight

hone screen lit up with a text from Brenda's new number: "Cleon threw Jazmyne out into the gue

the message. An Alpha's late regret

t vibrated with the deep, heavy rumble of a

e tense as he straightened his white co

. Four heavily armed Enforc

eaking directly to Dorr. "Clea

rr asked, wiping hi

Boris stepped aside as two medics w

ormer President's claimed mate, the Lycan Emperor's birth mother, and the

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Rejected By Him, Claimed By The Emperor

Janie Werewolf

“For twelve years, I worked as a nameless mechanic and hidden healer in the grease pit of the Iron Claws MC, waiting for my childhood sweetheart, Alpha Cleon, to claim me. But today, he brought back a spoiled Princess from a neighboring pack and used his crushing Alpha aura to force me to my knees, just to bandage a fake, invisible scratch on her arm. The patched warriors mocked me as an unclaimed nobody. "Walk out that door today and don't ever come crawling back!" When I threw down the $200,000 bill for my twelve years of service and walked out, Cleon roared that I would be begging to wash bikes before the next full moon. He even let his new girl take over my room and text me to gloat. I gave this pack my youth and my rare White Wolf healing blood, only to be thrown away like a dirty rag the moment he found a girl with better connections. I thought I was done with the werewolf world for good, expecting to live the rest of my life as a rogue. But I didn't crawl back. Instead, I saved a dying stranger from silver-bullet hunters in a dive bar restroom. And when the supreme Lycan Emperor arrived with his convoy, sending Cleon to his knees in absolute terror, I realized the mysterious stranger I had kissed to hide his scent was the apex predator who ruled us all-and he wasn't about to let me go.”