Switched Fate:The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
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an unspoken plea for her safety. It was my wolf who refused to s
firmed, his eyes scanning the
her, to ensure she was safe while my conscience could only think about Caitlin's feelings. She wouldn't be hap
e lives Check if she's doing well," I pl
an injured wolf seeking refuge in the Dawn Pack territory. It's not confirmed, bu
pack; she must not tell the Alpha any
hur's
had saved occupied my mind. Her sudden appearance
mingled with them. I would have been certain she wasn't because she couldn't heal on her own, but then she talked about her father who was being held by the Scorpio. I do not want to
hrough the psychic link,
eck on her. I want to know everything about her, from where she wa
ked a hint of surp
problem?"
old me that she jumped in front of your car purposely, isn't that w
ms different. The only thing she's interested in is helping her father. From what I'v
h curiosity. "Understood, Alpha. I'
wind of emotions I couldn't entir
spreading photos from a scene I recalled,
nk a lot of people know about it because the previous Alpha has nothing to do with it. Your brother-in-law is holding him and keeping quiet about it. S
other is different from what we kno
o.
? W
't enough," I hissed, banging the tab
longing. The thought of getting involved in another pack's affairs stirred a familiar unease within me, "Why does she matter?" I whispered to the empty room, my hand instinct
res. Something was constantly drawing me to her, to hold her in my arms, protect and nurture her. It felt like she was a little pup who
lose, Dante." I said to my wolf. "We're
in my head, "But we can
ra's
g me from my sleep. I threw the blanket off, stretching
eavy sigh as I stared in the mirror. My eyes were with dark circles as I barely had any sleep last night, worried about my father's condition in pris
ng fresh clothes left in t
would be up by this time, filling my head with stories and we would chat throughout the day, but now I cou
an about Arthur's height and build. She called my attention the moment she sa
bout me and why I needed Arthur'
a at the training center and then gave
you'll find upstairs," he said the moment we were stan
d to go in alo
u found out, tell him that you followed him. It's almost an hou
urtly. "Don't forget what I told you." T
, before stepping inside. This training center is different from the
illars in front of it. The inside was more beautiful; sculptures of different scenes were all around,
. Their attention drew to me, and one of them asked, "What is she doing here?" Searching for Arthur and not finding him, I realized I
rted the bag from the other end. Sweaty bodies in the ro
the punching glove from his hand and adjusting the straps he was wearing as
decision, and I hoped it would work. It's my last hope
ng him up close, he was still as handsome as last night. He had the appearance of a demi-god. His ba
nd realizing I was no good at lying, "I-I s
ch to me. I was mute; he quickly caught up with my lies. Wolves, like Alphas, can sense fear an
asked. I looked around, nervously seeking his beta to appear; on
ointment," he said. He ignored my presence as