The Unwanted Mate: Her Secret White Wolf Identity

his eyes cold as ice. He wasn't there to comf

hred of hesitation. "Timothy needs the transfusion. He i

ried to tell him that our little Lily wasn't weak-she was a late bl

e. He used the Alpha

to silence yo

ed my three-year-old daughter dry. She died screaming in agony, sacrif

bed, Jaimen looked at me with pur

t this trash out

ten to death in the mud, clutching a cheap l

t know t

e had just murdered a

finally ran a DNA test

to the Alpha line, but a per

, the Alph

aughtered everyone involved, begging a gh

pte

stee

rp, clean. Tonight, in the Blood Moon P

ed, but I couldn't feel it. All I could feel was the t

p the hem of his expensive suit jacket. "She is too small

y designed for me, looked down. His eyes, usually a warm hazel, were curren

believed was his son. The boy was pale, gasping for air,

is voice devoid of emotion. "He is the future Alpha. He is

n a ball, her tiny thumb in her mouth, her skin translucent. She had the blood of the White Wolf in her, hidden

soft, *staged* whimper. She leaned her head on Jaimen

malice as she looked at me. "She would rather let our son die than share

denly became heavy, thick with the scent of ozo

steen," Jai

was howling, a sound of pure, terrifi

raise a hand. He didn't need to. He u

tep aside and silenc

w. My muscles betrayed me instantly. My legs locked, forced to step to t

n body, tears streaming silently d

idn't use anesthesia. He claimed it woul

daughter onto her stomach

erced her small sp

scre

scream. It was the sound

capillaries burst, but I couldn't move. I could only watch as Jaimen stood

y's side beeped fa

e long,

ollowed was louder

aid, handing a vial of glowing, silver-blue

dy. He handed the vial to the nurse

for me to collapse to the floor. I crawled toward the b

spered, my voice bro

what was necessary for the pack. A weak pup

ser, his shado

n. I am tired of your jealousy toward

etween us, that thin, golden thread that had tethered my so

lood Moon Pack, reject you, Chri

ragged through my chest, severing the connection to my heart. I g

omething inside me broke. The love I had f

blood stain

," I rasped, "acce

n

est, a look of shock crossing his face. He hadn't expected

, trying to cover his pain with rage

She signaled

arms. I didn't fight. My soul

corridors, out the back exit, and thr

ck, trash," on

into my bones. But I wasn't alone.

They smelled of rot and old blood. And behind them

t," the witc

bs, I didn't scream for Jaimen. I looked

hought as the darkness t