The Rejected White Wolf and Her Lycan King

per

xcess. Velvet drapes, roasted meat, a

vered my scars and my prosthetic glove. He kept a po

he boasted to a visiting Be

celain mask. "T

ner of my ey

an mask that hid nothing. Her dress was cut scandalously

" Bennet whisper

g rooms. Gianna waited a beat, then

to ten. Th

he conference room, the scent hit me. Ar

the heav

y table. Bennet was over

Alpha,"

girl, Gianna,"

gically intact despite his rejection, screamed. It

My heel caught

rative pedestal. A cr

as

re, shirt unbuttoned, disheveled. Gi

ked for a second. Then his ey

ds on the floor and her eyes lit up.

h

h Alpha speed. H

ng so, he

d-my good hand-landed squarel

were rimmed

r-coated glass sliced into my p

blinding. Wor

it the ma

Bennet holding Gianna, c

y, my love?"

t even l

y own blood, the sil

ring to me like I was spilled wine. "Take h

bond was dead. He had killed it. And