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Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Supreme Alpha

Chapter 2

Word Count: 816 | Released on: Today at 15:07

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ket, blind to the c

y, she held out

ing it into my palm. "Since you're heading back t

shoulder, ostentatiously displa

the front desk while you're at it. Caleb

om behind her, smugn

e had always liked me docile-plain, undemanding, and no embarras

dripping with condescending patience. "Be good. Tonight

trace of that toxic plant would swell my throat shut and suffocate me to death in agony-though to ordinary wolves it was l

buzzed in

from Griffin, Alpha

hotel at the foot of the mou

and Selena, my fac

ling my jacket free from Selena's

r of the luxury car, and

ust, leaving the two of them far

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ees flick past the win

the driver sighed. "But the priest

arrowed.

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Selena's project fr

the temple visit. Only the campsite reservat

ell. That marking wa

ith messages from the ac

oated Omega wolf form romping and running side by side

scary at all!" Selena typed, attac

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elena's wolf draped he

ton-she's about to flatten me!" Caleb typed, dete

posted one

dled beside a moonstone glowi

had always dreamed of visiting, to

dream, and now she fl

less, feeling nothing in my heart

the two words, and t

he grand entrance of the luxury h

the cool evening

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t of staggering intensity cras

p pine, interwoven with th

surged hot and roaring. Deep in my soul, my white wolf tor

l contract by which werewolves

nd those deep, piercing ey

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Rejected by the Beta, Claimed by the Supreme Alpha

Sumner Upsdell Werewolf

“For five whole years, I masked my noble White Wolf royal bloodline by swallowing bitter herbs, playing the part of a fragile orphan with no trace of wolf-scent about me-all to test how true my boyfriend Caleb's heart really was. But today, in the sacred Moon Temple, I walked in on him and my best friend Selena completing the permanent marking ritual right before my eyes. A temple priest, smiling warmly, approached them with a silver chalice in hand. "Congratulations, you two. You are the one hundred and forty-third couple to bind a soul contract at our sacred site this year." "Please accept the key card to our complimentary suite." That suite was an exclusive retreat reserved for fated mates to ride out their heats. As Caleb's mate, I could only stand there and watch him enjoy the privilege with another woman. Selena turned, saw me frozen in place, and cried out with wounded innocence, "Layla, it's all Caleb's fault! He said this was just some interactive game the Moon Temple was running!" Far from showing a shred of guilt, Caleb snorted, wrapped an arm around Selena's waist, and drawled, "Don't make a scene here, Layla. It's not like you even have heats." He put on that false authority of an Alpha, his voice cold. Casually, he tucked a golden suite key card into Selena's collar. "Let's see if you've got the guts tonight to come absorb the spiritual energy in that suite with me," Caleb said, taunting. Selena's cheeks flushed crimson. She bit her lower lip. "Hmph, if it raises my bloodline rank, I couldn't want it more," she murmured, melting softly into his embrace. The two of them went right on with their sweet bickering, too stingy to spare me even a single apology. I didn't scream. I didn't weep. I simply set down the bucket I was carrying, walked down the mountain path, and opened a telepathic link to my father-the most powerful Wolf King in all of North America. "Father, I accept Alpha Griffin's proposal of marriage." The poor little orphan act was over. It was time I retired it.”