The Billionaire Alpha's Wolfless Fated Mate

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door clicked s

ike a caged animal. His tie was loosened, his sleeves

ed with today's date. On the front cover was my modular cantilever system-an

mahogany with a thunderous crack. "Look at this! Apex Horizon published the entire

k, my posture straight, my hand

te the adrenaline spiking in my veins. "My adoptive family breached my security drawer and sol

. The scent of his agitated Beta pheromones was sharp and sour. "That bidding contract was worth two million gold coins to this firm

and Erlinda," I replied, meeting his bloodshot eyes without flin

the window. "No one cares about a stolen draft! The market only recognizes who registered it first! The board is demandin

quired by the guild," I countered. "The files

ified the Pack Legal Bureau. I'm filing a formal petition to revoke your design license and levy a three-hundred-thousand-coin

a Wolfless was a death sentence. It was le

ess washed over th

ural designs while Victor pocketed the bonuses and paid me a junior drafter's wag

out my silver-plated employee badge, a

his?" Vict

resignation,"

walk away from a felony breach of contract? In this city, without my recommendation, no firm wil

to my registered account. If you attempt to file fraudulent charges, my attorney

heel and walked

ng with rage. "You walk out that door, and I will make sur

pulled the door open, and

ters, engineers, and junior clerks stood frozen at their desks, sta

ked up my two leather-bound sketchbooks, drop

red under their breath f

toward the glass exit doors, my

iver of his desk phone, furiously punching the thr

ctor!" Victor bellowed into the mou

ent comple

fice speakers, followed by the dull thunk of the buildi

floor blinked out, plunging t