Spurned And Fated To The Alpha

her cup of Marg

' and she fluttered her lashes for added effect to the bartender, who looke

on around her. But, if she had another drink, she'd be drunk, and w

to keep. Her father would definitely stop her from going to an

at a party, and Scarlett, being the headstrong

posite, and most time

scent Moon tribe was a werewolf tribe in Division One- Wandering Height

ecause he wasn't just an Alpha; he was of a higher status in the

ght otherwise. As far as she was concerned, her father had instilled an extreme discip

s your

margarita, took a big sip, and then walked off to the dance f

d wanted to dance alone; in fact, she often wanted

op at nothing to have thei

she looked. She had been called beautiful several times, and a lot of people had used some other enticing adjective to describe

e colour, and her father h

ime her father said that until she sta

y wanted only her body, which sh

e reason she wa

sed most of

h your fuc

. She turned to glare at the person who had nu

he had ever seen collided with hers. His hair,

the six-inch heels she donned. She had to rais

lled face, and that didn'

e last time she had been attr

asn't just an ordinary man. By his pher

eir sense of smell if a per

the scent of an ordinary werewolf wa

ronger, and the attractive force between them w

she could fe

laimed, then giggled excit

a, as Moony had said. His scent was quite di

e donned, he smelt of authorit

d her he was about to snap at her

he had been watching, h

u could at least say sorry for spi

s look was perfect, and hi

plain to her body. And she could

o him.' Moony murmured. 'Don't worry, I like him

ant chit-chat from Moony. Moony wasn't that c

hat had come for her. She had rejected them in turn because i

greement with their inner wolf w

, in the presence of this stranger, she was acting

out?! I am losing my pa

ate. He is so rude.' Scarle

e the rudeness in his words. He was making

ured that drink on my expen

on my sid

o take a side, but yo

ean, you are me, and I am you, but then you are in me. I don't know why you

e, else you won't get to have any

ologize, but she wouldn't accept him as her m

el

him. "Don't expect more apologies from me

him. She seemed to be about the same age as him and a were

red young woman when he bump

ose, but then, there was no wa

to the dance floor at parties. Not because he couldn't dance but because he coul

t someone's sweaty scent to stick on him lest Jenn

ly at him now, and he could tell she was talking through a mind link because of the way

s, he would know what she was saying,

? Then maybe I will announce the prince is here, an

d as the words

o her. She was rarely rude becau

as making her talk in a harsh

ng to have with the stranger and how perfe

e taken seriously. Not to the stranger wh

ghter despite himself. What she had said was a bit funny

that way so many times. But he had never th

barely knew was telling him

d the apology would suffice. But my shi

rgarita before coming to the dance floor." Scarlett rambled. A blush

bit her tongue because she wasn't the one

e conversation was turning int

introducing himself. "And

es. "I'm Scarlett and not Belle or a

r clutch, and she brou

off, but she had already begun to dab

ci, his wo

n. His head reeled, and a bead of sweat gathered on his forehead. His nose w

enselessly before pulling off the outrageous red halter neck dress she donned, which barely reached her knees off

ody and have her screaming out his name

e cou

man, or I will help you by break