The Second Chance Werewolf

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the words at me with a rage I felt all the way down to my toes. Her words wer

e hallway of the n

as already trying to find a way to rip me off of everything that f

er that they were trying to sink their claws into him. He was interested. But then, one d

y

e luna. She had an annoying habit of latching un

o me as his chosen mate. A

hat she favoured her daughter, Freida, over me. It didn't matter though. I barely car

felt comfortable enough to r

enough to pull me into the ha

his soul, he made a terrible mistake nami

ly refraining myself from lashin

want me to spell out to you the fact t

sing finger at me. "What could a worthless s

as I allowed her

ey were like shard

the lump in my throat. "Can we please not do this anymore? This is father's fun

d, stepping closer to me. "This is your last warning girl. Resc

her named me as his heir for a reason and I am going to do my best to see it through. As for being wolfless, I'll have you know that I'm working on it.

away from her. I waited until there were at least a dozen feet between

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ed full of delegates and representatives from different packs, all pre

yone watched the fall of snowfl

open casket, and for a moment, I forgot to breathe. Next to me, Bra

d found me trembling in the hallway and had escorted me back

being the next alpha, I couldn't wait to be mated to him o

don and me. Our plans for the future. The kind of

but with Brandon, it came naturally to me. Not only was h

him. Grateful that he w

p appearances as the matriarch of the perfect wolf family. She was wearing a n

r was cold and unflinching, Freida was a sobbing mess. There were t

a rift between us. It always seemed to backfire though, because regardl

ke forever, father's casket

as over half

or, there was a lavish r

glued to my sid

crowd together, putti

ned politely to stories about the exp

ion ended, it was dusk

d balcony and wasted no time si

h a mixture of s

s, that seemed intent on suck