Forsaken By One Alpha, Claimed By His Rival

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emons, biting into my exposed skin through the thin, torn fabric of my hospital gown. My consciousness was a flickering ember in a

his how my miserable story ends? Discarded in the snow lik

ealing my ability to feel even anger. To let go now, to simply close my eyes and su

denly cut through the violent storm. I forced my frozen, heavy eyelids open a mere fraction and saw the mas

of the wind. A man stepped out into the blizzard. His footsteps

ened a large black umbrella, a futile gesture against the swirling vortex of wind a

dsome. He had dark, wavy brown hair that defied the wind, and sharp features carved from marble. But it was his eyes that struck me the most-they were a striking, predatory amber, gl

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ul whispers among the Steele Pack servants. He was the Alpha of the rival Houst

y. "It is just a discarded Omega," he said, his voice deep, smooth, and brutall

sympathy. "But Alpha... she looks like she is dying. Should we really just lea

ply, his brow furrowing in deep annoyance. He clearly had absol

ead submissively, and turned to

go... this is my a

he very last ounce of strength in my battered body, I reached out my trembling, frostbitten hand. My stiff f

adulterated disgust, as if a diseased rat had just crawled onto his shoe. He rais

ut my throat was frozen. All that came out was a faint, patheti

ground, blowing my wet, snow-caked silver hair away from my face, co

he expression of impatient disgust vanished from his handsome face in

ching a volatile explosive. He ignored the snow soaking into his expensive coat. His s

g, it felt like it could strip away my skin and see straight into my soul. The heat radiating from his fingertips was a shocking contrast to th

rough my suppressed scent? Did he recognize the noble Kens

his thumb lightly brushing against my frozen ch

to his full, towering height. He did not lo

rdered softly, his tone l

lifted my numb body from the snow. As I was placed into the incredibly warm, leather

truth. I had survived. The wheel of fate had turned,