Escaping The Arrogant Alpha: The Pregnant White Wolf's Revenge

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the wall, the sharp crack shatterin

red in her honey-brown eyes, but she masked it alm

-but Ginger's hand settled on his shoulder, and she held the limited-edition robotic mecha just within his

rt like a startled pup seeking shelter,

aped knee, and sung him to sleep every night. Yet here he was, cowering behind a woman he had barely met-not because he loved her

ending my hand toward him, fi

ng as he looked between the two of us without moving. His eyes

d a protective hand over Leo's shoulder. She was dressed in an immaculate white designer dress, th

ot a movie set," I said, stepping forw

yes instantly welling with tears.

I said, locking my gaze on

he open doorway, their eyes darting bet

nly lost its gentle cadence, ris

ghtening with sudden malice. "Anastasia, have you lied to your

in my gut. "What are

Alpha blood," Ginger sneered, her voice carrying clearly into t

in the room. In the hallway,

lungs. The room seemed

y?" My voice barely c

his wrist. She brushed aside the golden curls at the base of his nec

y son. I carried him for nine months,

spot thousands of times over the last five years, never on

nd spinning. "Andrew told me..

ilt my career!" Ginger stepped closer, her voice dropping to a vicious whisper meant only for me. "You were n

my knee to pack elders. Five years of swallowing insul

a calcula

my blood. My hand moved on pure instinct

a pair of small hands grabbed

er, glaring at me fiercely. "Don't touch my

froze in

being was now attacking me with his tiny sharp tee

ore from my throat,

ll his strength. "If you don't let me play with the t

completely absorbed. Ginger held him tight, looking at me f

my shoulder hitting the col

tive voice boomed from the doorway: "What