The Alpha's Regret: He Lost His Fated White Wolf

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mple had faded to a sickly yellow, easily hidden by makeup. The r

tion party. The Pack's

eyes were sad. She and Dad had been furious when I came home bloody. They were a

coat of red lipstick. "If I don't,

ing. I was s

backyard, sending sparks up into the night sky. The ai

nversation died. Whisper

t's

rej

eally push

ed a soda and stood by a tre

holding a beer. Catalina was in his lap. She was wearing a dress that looke

d. He whispered something t

he game

are!" someo

an Alpha Heir involved, it was nev

the bottle. It

" she

female giggled, "to kiss

as so obviously stage

ver to Jax. But before she kisse

dripping with fake sweetness. "I mean, tech

Everyone waited for me t

ce steady. "As an Omega, I have no right to interfere with

out bloodlines. Calling his choice

tly. The playful a

ed his ph

. The scent of ozone and burnt wood flooded the clearing.

ome of the younger ones dropped to their

lowing amber. He wanted me t

tepping over the people kneeling on the g

the waist and pulled

is worthy of being a Luna." He looked at me with pure disdain. "You

is lips onto

e, possessive, a

that the Alpha's anger was

was agonizing, like a hook being ripp

ight. My spi

sh me, but I felt... detached. It was as if

ess, expecting to see me

was checkin

done?"

. The shock on his fac

" I continued. "Enjoy your Bet

pha Heir. I walked away fr

It was dead. And you can't kil