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Wanted By Dos

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 1270    |    Released on: 16/08/2023

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fought back, taking down at least two of them before I was outnumbered. My arms were twisted behind my back roughly and

lyde’s bed despite his seductive app

tter. Stay, ‘Rissa,” he whispered in my ear, pull

fore having sex. The maids have been talking about our escapades and everyone wou

gant confidence so sexy that my head swam from his mere words. By the time he had his hands underneath my clothes, I gave in to h

the throes of pleasure. It could be that he saw me as a means to an end, a warm body deemed his right by the Goddess and he

hours of leaving his bed when

was dragged along like a common thief. The guards had

lowed from somewhere behind me. “I am the

e first time Clyde had made love to me was on his twenty-first birthday. I had been seventeen and had been overexcited when he kissed me savagely, pr

k in my room and I was yet to know why. Since Alpha Terry had made me Clyde’s Delta, I had lived for him by making his path smoother

mpleted. If things were going as planned, those people were supposed to be witnesses when my mate and I would say

hair done. It would have been my mother’s immaculate dress cleaning the dusty floor indiscriminately

cause I belonged to the pack. When Alpha Terry had adopted me, he had made it clear that I owed the pack

extraordinary sense of hearing had its

th his people and used my position as Beta to make me a middleman between him and the people he was sup

ecite vows to Clarissa Emmerdale before you and the Goddess. It was all I could think abo

my head, mentally begging Clyde to look my way. I wanted to s

om me all this while and it took my best f

and looking pleased with himself. How could Clyde be so

a good fighter but he and I had never gotten along. He hated my guts and further despised me when Clyde named me his Beta. The role o

sition of my Beta is conspiring wit

loaded with various items. On the tray were maps of diffe

carving marks on the knives belong to Fawnhide Pack, our rivals. The worse o

of anger. The crowd pushed against

Kill the traitor!!!”

ing framed, possibly by Greg and Clyde knew me better than that. I had other opportunitie

ill a child adopted by the pack. She has immunity granted to her by my father and I cannot harm her. However, I reject you

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