The Rejected Omega Is Actually The Lycan Princess

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a Connor. I wanted to see if he l

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ely knocked a tray of drinks o

alcohol. It was co

the poison ate through my ski

melting hand, while Jaden faked

all, he saw my mangled hand. He smelled

didn't

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ered, using his Alpha Comman

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just declared war

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t was the deal I made with my father. To live as a commoner, to let my late-blooming wolf stabilize away

reek Pack, I was Blake, the wolfless runt. A d

alls I had built. She was a White Wolf, a creature of legend and royalty, the daughter

ake. We have investors coming.

my fiancé, sounded more stressed than usual. He'd been obsessed with these new "foreign inves

replied, keeping my mental t

eep it

The silence that followed

ingled with wealthy humans who remained oblivious to the predators in their midst. The air was thick

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wasn't high-born, but she walked with the arrogance of a Luna. She had saved Connor's sister year

ched right past the security, her hee

a Beta, a mid-ranking wolf who bowed to power. H

have the VIP booth ready," Mark s

s scanned the room and landed on

carrying over the music. "I want service. Pr

le four. I kept my head down,

rot. She pulled her car keys out of her purse and dropped

car," she

. "I'm a waitress,

ga talking back to a protect

ted on my nerves. "Did the runt just speak?

bbed my arm, his fingers digging into

low growl, vibrating in my chest. I clamped down on it instantly.

ssed in my ear. "Do you want me to call him? Do you wan

rom fear, but from frustration

She's making a scene.

instantly, impatient and dismissive. She's important to

ating me, I p

f by being so sensitive. De

nk wen

composed, let out a whimper of pure disappointment. It wasn't sadness. I

down. I reach

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