The Alpha's Unwanted True Mate's Secret

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n was a confirmation, not a surprise. For the tenth

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lpha of the Blackwood Pack. Six years since I became his Luna in title only-the wolfless Omega

te linen. The six-course meal, prepared by a private chef, had long gone cold on the vast oa

from me, an empty chair seemed to mock me-that was my husband Conrad's seat. Beside it, a high chair sat neatly pushed against th

ox from Patek Philippe held the watch I'd sp

her face a canvas of pity. "Mrs. Harris, shall I

iff. "No, thank you, Martha. Let's wait a little lo

me she didn't believe it any more than I

in my chest. No frantic pulse of distress from him, no warmth. Ju

is system on both our cars-he said it was for my protection. This way, the Alpha could always keep tr

. His car. It wasn't at the Pack Hou

ale restaurant in the city's most exclusi

y. I didn't sit there wondering. I stood up, the chair scrap

n ears. I grabbed my car keys from the bowl by the door, leaving the P

engine of my Bentley roared to life, and I sped into the night, my knuckles white on the steering

k tree. I killed the engine and the lights. The restaurant's floor-to-ceiling window

here

band.

, a casual black shirt stretched across his broad shoulders.

adn't seen direct

the woman sitti

"assistant." The Pac

echoing silently behind the glass. On the table

ht. Today wasn

s our an

in my veins. Sitting beside Jasmine, her small f

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hen, with Conrad's large hand guiding her small one, she pi

pocket and pulled out a

eck

sapphire heirloom passed down through my family, the Marshalls, fo

Jasmine's neck. She tilted her head, a shy smile

as if this was the most natural thing

oke me washed over me. I gripped the steering whe

bloomed in the hollow where my heart used to be. The initial shock, a sharp, physical

orm in. I d

my phone, and aimed the camera

g his glass in a toast. Jasmine's radian

ile, my face

single text mes

ng for you

he curb, driving calmly, as if I hadn't

kingly beautiful. My violet eyes, once full of love