The Alpha's Rejected Heir
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our friends at the pack house to say our goodbyes. We are currently at the airport waiting on our flight w
shb
ready come inside and
om" Micha
stayed there waiting but she never called I got
ere is
est glare I have ever seen then she got u
nce of food in my house go to
l eyes trying to figure out what I did to
dant calling the passengers for our flight, Alessandro
dro went to collect our bags. When I came back I saw Alessandro standing in front of someone it looked like they were having a conversation I wondered who he could b
lled flashing my
y both smiled at me as I made my way over. when I was clo
sed you so much" he
you too"
our bags and we made our way to the
en all these years s
r a year and our warriors are in top form but all that w
ckly shook it off and continued asking questions then I ask
mom a
mention of our parents
nto the pack house a fe
ondering how come he
pped the steering wheel a bit tighter, he
m l
ould tell it was difficult for him to talk about so I let the issue
ere" I heard Alessan
o just take the bus to school" I repl
ere in California, were
eyes realizing I wasn't in my bed but in a car I quickly sat up to see Alessandro staring
here?"
et out of the car so we can
e in the night so no one was awake. When we reached the living room Michael appeared and beckoned for us to follow him so he could show us to our rooms. Alessandro asked if we could get a room wit
our room and Michael bid us a good night before leaving to go to his mate as it was late in the night and he missed her. I unpacked my things from my bag and did my nightly routine which consisted
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placing his phone under the p
my back the last thing I remember was cl
a few friends. I got up and went to my closet I took out a gray shorts that reached mid thigh and a gray tank top, I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine then changed into the clothes I picked out. I opened the room door and headed downstairs to get some coffe
rning mom) he said as I to
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at us like we just grew two more
ting and it's Italian by th
o have my breakfast; when I reached midway of my meal an intoxicating scent filled my nose a scent that brought my sleeping wolf awake within seconds a sc