Rejected the Heir, Claimed by the Alpha King

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his feet. Seeing me standing there, a desperate, manic relief flashed across his te

!" he pleaded, his voice cracking.

ade my skin crawl. His familiar scent of *sunlit grass and musk* was compl

hoked out, trying t

in the room violently snapped. The scent of *winter-bitten ced

he was standing directly between us, his massive frame completely shielding me. He placed a single

eyes, now blazing with a terrifying, un

. Hands. O

nd rolled through the marble hall, vibrating in my teeth. Even though t

He snatched his hand back as if m

explosive rage. "Why do you always push me away?!" he screamed, his voice echoing off the vaulted

ike carved granite. That silence was a wea

rted with ugly venom. "I gave you everything an Omega could dream of! A chance to be a Luna! And what do you do? You h

ly into my deepest, most agonizing insecurity

ly lock. The last microscopic trace of fat

a slow step forward, the sheer weight of his presence forcing Aaron to stumble backwar

weight of his Alpha's Command. It sounde

ve.

ack, a pathetic, humiliating whimper tearing from his throat-the

glare to his father. "Don't think this is over! You're abandoning yo

e heavy oak doors, disappea

ell over the foyer. I was left entirely alone with

ed myself to speak, my voice barely above

s eyes had receded, replaced by a dark, fat

," he rasped, his deep voice vibrating

e step toward me, his tone softening but still laced with undeniable aut

orcing myself to meet his intense gaze. "I just came to drop off t

He gave a slow, barely perceptible nod and steppe

he mahogany banister and began to climb, the heavy, possessive weight of his stare