ste
alled the hospital an
d dress that made me look composed and untouchable, not wounded or desperate. The woman in the mirror lo
confirm what Genevieve was offering: money in exchange for my quiet
ial
her voice lazy and dripping wi
I said, my voice
line. "Oh, it's you, Celeste. Have you c
the sprawling territory of the Carlisle Pack. "Genevieve," I
gued. "And what misunde
he authority to dismiss me like an inconvenie
er end of the line was
bribe wrapped in legal language. You expect me to accept Dorian's rejection, take your
tone," Genev
u watch
ad no objection to that same goddess's choice when the Carlisle Pack wanted me bound to Do
harp breath. "You
ot fin
sly setting me free. If this bond ends, I will be the one rejecting Dorian. I will not accept his rejectio
who you're threa
"You mistook my silence for obedience. Tha
elain on her end, as though she
an will answer them himself. If he refuses, I will make certain the entire Pack knows its future Alpha was w
ouldn'
y m
tter another word,
racing and my fingers trembling from the rush of adrenalin
gized. For once, Genevieve had be
rang. It
e I could say hello. "Well? Did
d
nd
agreement on the table. "Sh
h your tone? That's rich coming from a woman who
r would send my terms. And that if Dorian refused to answer the
out a triumphant whoop loud enough that
gging people to treat you decently. The
smiling now though
n't a
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