Rejected By The Pack, Now A Queen

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riggers at the exact same time. The deafening roar of automatic gunfire shattered the rainy

tly, spreading a thick, blinding white fog across the entire entrance. Gunfire tore blindly through the courtyard, bullets

he marble steps where Dillon stood. My combat boots made absolutely no sound against the wet pavement. I was a

CEO! Protec

ackers. I ducked smoothly under the wooden staff and drove the hard edge of my palm straight into his carotid

toward the main building's reinforced glass doors. With a flick of my wrist, I hurled the blue-tinted dagger

skin and halting his Alpha healing factor on contact. I cleared the remaining steps in two long st

an Alpha! Stop m

y consciousness, only to shatter into absolute nothingness against the Sacred White Wolf seal in my mind. An Alpha's Command only works on low

nds worse than a

g coldly into his con

of the Lewis Pack! Without me, the

ining chip he thought mattered in our hi

odli

grip tightening as I yanked the sil

r the sake of your preciou

drifted away into the storm. Every guard and reporter froze in their tracks, sucking in sharp brea

you doing?

ly as he saw exactly where th

ver the dead silence of the courtyard. "But I changed my mind. Death is t

drove the liquid-silver dagger straight i

ight into his inner wolf core. Dillon let out an inhuman, ear-splitting howl that echoed through the rain, a so

Alpha aura deflated like a punctured tire, his inner w

can't feel my

ome face as he was permanently reduced to a cripple who would never shift or sire a pup again. I stood

defective piec

bloody piece of flesh toward my shadow guard. "Find a nice ditch and hold a funeral for

er face completely deadpan as

on with bloodshot, disbelieving eyes. "You demon! I will file a p

be wai

. The Gamma guards parted like the Red Sea, trembling too hard to even raise their