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Maxwe
d illicit silver dust lingered in my nostrils. My chest heaved violently, my lungs burning
ebbing between my thumb and forefinger-the mark of the rightful heir to the Maxwell fortune-was co
head toward the antique brass calendar on my nightstand. It read October fourteenth, my twent
back. I was twenty years old again, waking up on the very morning the Cantrel
ll-length mirror. Staring at my pale, striking reflection, I pressed a trembling h
atching law as leverage to force me into his estate as an unmarked breeder. In werewolf society, a mate who has not received the p
rship, issued a Pack expulsion order, and planted ten crates of contraband
n Goddess s
As the fierce Beta Female who managed our family's commercial empire, she rarely showed softness, except to me. Spotting my bare fee
aren't you wearing slipp
ol, my nose stung. I lunged forward and threw my arms a
econd before her hand came up to pat
Mom is right here," she murmur
y swearing to the Moon Goddess that I would tear any
collapsed in front of me
trell motorcade just pulled up to the main fountain. That
growl, which I quickly locked behind my mental shields. I stepped back from my mother's embrace, the c
e Maxwell drawing room isn't a public kenn
at my sudden hostility, but she nodded firm
ear to please him. Instead, I pulled out a sharp, high-fashion black tailored suit dress. I swe
to werewolves; wearing it openly was the most arro
White Wolf bloodline had granted me a silver resistance far beyond my kind-an ordinary wolf holding ba
d. I wanted the man downstairs to read the message at first glance: I was far stron
rd the grand staircase. The Maxwell Pack guards stationed along the
ted up from the first floor. It was Kerr's Alpha pheromone. That scent had driven me to madne
Sensing my gaze, Kerr Cantrell slowly turned around, his ice-gray wolf eyes locking onto mine. When he registered my black suit and the glint
ting far too long," he s
, my thumb slowly rubbing the carved wood
llapsing Pack in such a rush that you c
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