Rejected by the Billionaire Alpha: The Hidden White Wolf

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staircase, landing in a twisted heap of pale silk. She scraped her knee and e

n years, this ambitious Beta woman had used herbal sachets to mask her mediocre scent, pretending to be the f

red suit sharp and imposing. As the billionaire CEO of White Enterprises and the supreme Alpha of the White Pack, he commanded absolute terror. His dark gra

decade suppressing my true royal White Wolf bloodline to live as a "wolfless"-a genetic defect born without an inner wolf-I had to play my part

an! How dare you

time. He lunged forward and clamped his la

my left shoulder throbbed with a dull ache-the permanent mark of a silver blade I had taken for him ten yea

er. She rolled d

he whole thing w

y. She stomped her designer heel, the pink diamond on her ring finger

into a tall antique porcelain vase. The ceramic shattered on impact, and a sharp sha

t was my own fault for

ough to expose the woven herbal pouch tied around her wrist. That fake, cloyin

d.

l bastard! Let go of y

ke family, walked out of her bedroom suite. She trembled violently with rage,

sed his aura down harder. His icy

out an inner wolf! She doesn't deserve to be the Luna of th

words. Her face drained of all color, and she clut

and

I wrenched my chin from his grip and lunged toward Vivienne, my finge

down the hallway, scooped his unconscious grandmother into his a

ound! Get us to t

rushed in. Blair hurried past me on th

andma, you wolfless freak,

rd carefully supported a limping Cathey behind him. Not a sin

ood on my forehead and the back of my hand began to clot. I deliberately suppressed m

o the carpet, I felt the last shred of my