The Alpha's Unwanted True Mate's Secret

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pulled back in a severe knot. He was slumped in his

, rubbing his temples. "What ne

d a single document across th

it," I

eyes scanned the titl

n, he threw his head back and l

ght ball and tossed it into the wastebasket. "You can't even pay

to my briefcase and pulled out an identic

nt a divorce. I want full custody of Delma. And

ood up, towering over me, his Alpha presence flooding the

hout flinching. "On the gr

. Price was the world's leading oncologist, the only surgeon s

hissed, his voice a

hip student my mother sponsored through medical school. He owes the Marshall

e desk toward him. The email confirmation from Price's office glared on the screen:

tient," I said, watching his eyes lock onto

gravely ill, waiting for the same surgeon, though his condi

hands. His lover and his f

crossed the space between us, his hand clamping a

rled, his face inches from

ision started to spot, but my eyes re

g my windpipe. Then, a tremor. His thumb brushed the skin he was bruising. The red in his irises flickered, fighting the human rage. He saw th

r. Price will be back on her surgical schedule immediately. Don't...

and I watched them wor

ght between his Alpha pride and his des

eyes and finally underst

ly, he

d flying to my bruised neck. The pain was sharp,

heaving. "You think this is how

roar of pure rage, he slammed his fist into the solid

each word dripping with venom. "I wi

madness. "You are my Luna. You will d

pen and stormed out, leaving

gerprints blooming on my throat, my mind was ice-cold. The first piece of evidence was already in my lawyer's hands-the video of the three of them having dinner together, a perfect family portrai

less smile tw

had ju