The Lycan Alpha's Hidden White Wolf Mate

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highways, and thirty minutes later, we pulled up to a hea

ing the dark-gold crest of the Romero Corporatio

pack, second only to the Alpha and Beta in brute strength-stood

out, the night wind blowing my long hair

epped forward and blocked

grinding stones. "State your bus

out a black alloy badge engraved with the supre

m, his eyes widened in sheer respect. He immediately to

stairs swung open, and a tall, broad-shoul

Romero Corporation. Wearing a bespoke charcoal suit, the billionaire Alph

te authority-rolled off him, so heavy that the surrounding Gamm

ted, and an intoxicating scent of crisp cedarwo

when two fated souls met for the first time, five undeniable reactions would strike them

tiny sparks prickled across my skin. At the same time, an overwhelming sense of warmth

kept hidden from the entire world-snapped her golden ey

into my palms, using all my willpower to crush

nk the instant they locked onto me. His jaw tensed

tep radiating pure, predatory aggressio

t of me, he towered over my frame,

r?" he asked, his voice d

of my heart, I tilted my chin

corrected him. "And I'm

ving into a dark, unreadable smirk. Suddenly, he reached out hi

s Alpha reflexes were too fast. His long, warm f

hot up my arm and exploded through my entire nervous system,

pen fire, taking two quick steps backward to put s

ng chuckle. From the golden flicker in his eyes, I could

nd walked back up

shoulder, leaving no room for argument. "M

lightly toward Zane, who was standing by the truck scratching hi

he dark web," I told Zan

the stairs and stepped into the luxur

tly for a second-he was actively projecting his thoughts through the pack mind-link to

nd locked behind me, sealing me inside this small