The Alpha's Regret: The White Wolf He Rejected

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taff didn't bring me breakfast.

d paper, and dark circles bruised the s

my uselessness was contagious. "But she is too weak to hold a pencil. The deadli

vy roll of pape

it?" I asked, my vo

ed. "She will tell you what to do via Mind

left. It was the only thing Kyleigh couldn't fake. She didn't know

nk, the telepathic connection shared by all pack members. Her mental voice sounded sic

embled, but as soon as the tip touched the

ogue attack. I drew the hidden tunnels for emergency

eting moment, I saw a spark of admiration in his eyes a

, stepping closer. "Kyleigh's

art c

lp myself. "Look at the shading style. Look at the rune

take credit for your sister's genius.

rying a bowl of soup. She walked right past me an

are waiting. They want to see the future

the drawing. "It is perfect. The p

ch love, such pride. But that lo

eigh's voice echoed in my head

fr

ose little awards you won online under a fake name. If Axel finds out you can actu

up the blueprints, talking to my

elly. I walked out of the room,

sleep. It was a dusty, cramped space. Stacks of sketchbooks lined the

the books in. My hands were shaking s

f Axel I had made three years ago, sleeping under a tre

violent spasm. I doubled over, clutching my chest. When I pulled my

a dying wolf. My bo

el stood there, my parents behind him.

you do?"

d on my jeans, h

paper at my feet. "They are wrong. If we built t

," I gasped. "I ch

r spat. "She says she felt you altering the desi

the math! She must have read the

l used the Alp

act sent a shockwave of pai

with venom. "You are petty and cruel. You would e

ning trash can, at t

nce of your incomp

idn't see the love. He only

uards who had appeared behind him. "Take her

me down the stairs. I didn't fight. My