The Masked Alpha's Secret Contract Bride

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the arrogant man in front of me as if he had

e playing, but I don't have time for r

refuse?" Demian's eyes darkened,

enough to sell myself," I shot back,

, Emilie," his deep v

k. How did he know my name? Earlier in the hallway, Tristan

and ran all the way into the crowded subway station

unning back and forth between my internship at Fede

e broadcasting building after the evening news shift,

idewalk rushed past under their umbrellas, while I

red folding umbrella with two broken ribs, barely

me in the ride-share queue. Letting out a tired sigh, I

like an armored tank tore through the rain and scr

ose to my heels. I jumped back, rea

othly, revealing Demian's sharp, cold

turning his head, an unlit cigar

y," I said through clenched teeth, grippi

e." His voice cut straight through

dyguards in black suits stepped out with umbrel

ing an elite Alpha out on an empty street would end bad

spacious backseat, and pressed myself tight against

bin was dead quiet except for the low hum of the engine, fil

need to-" I started to bre

m cutter from the console. Since silver was toxic to our kind, hi

ap apartment building, and the heavy SU

skin, making me shiver so h

cigar back into his box and press

wrapping around my freezing limbs until a

, I stiffened and stared out the

he rain streaking down the glass, his back straight, his hands resting

almost swallowed by the rain,

t cheap herb you use, there's always a sw

scent-something only a terrifyingly powerful Alpha