Mate Of The Billionaire Alpha

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erewolf, a defective one since she didn’t feel much different, and to add insul

needed a less

e plaster with a crash. The crack of splintering wood said she’d broken either

up as she slammed her hands dow

at him abandoning her when she needed him the most. “I thought you were supposed to care

t from the central ring like solar flares until just a thin circle of blue remained at the ed

u got medical attention… The right medical attention, not some damn human hospital who hav

eneer of the civilized billionaire businessman cracked more than she’d ever seen, revealing the maelstrom beneath. Rex Greenwood was the poster boy f

ak or personality attribute. It was part of his very core

n with a ruthless streak. He was a ruthless predator who wore

ted. And she didn’t have a clue. She knew lycans carefully controlle

n them. All of them. She hadn’t even thought to ask her children whether they wanted to be lycan or

But the request had been denied by his father. Repeatedly. Eventually even Annie had gotten the message. They weren’

od enough, why h

hy

ttle… But seeing all that anger contained in his human form made her stomach quiver with insti

the tension betwe

hers. It wasn’t a walk; it was far more dangerous. Always before, she’d seen Rex playing human, now she r

been very good at

ithin wouldn’t give ground, wouldn’t let her back even a half step. If she did, then sh

nes sliding over her senses like thick chocolate sauce over hot cake. “Taking them, cell by cell, from plain old human to something far more dangerous. Some people can’t

s not what

at of his body through his shirt and her dress. Layers of fabric separated them, b

in. Unbidden, unwanted, her core ached and her pussy clenched. Li

’d always been able to make her react, sometimes just with a look, bu

a little, in curiosity.

this some kind of accident?” Soon as her mouth was open, and she’d s

ewolf… Whatever the hell kind of werewolf I am. Because, I don’t know about you,” s

” His expression was hard, like a whip. “Give me some credit,

. Anger flared and a snarl rumbled in the back of her throat. It wasn’t

d. It was like trying to shove a cliff but he rocked back on his fe

heat simmering through her veins turned volcanic, supercharged, and shot through her veins. Her body went

ess a snarl than hers had be

wn on hers. Hard. D

s, but that had been before. This was something else. The same as she realized he wor