Mated To Her Enemy: Refusing His Rejection.

orld once knew n

knees, Eloise stared at nothing. He did it... He really did it. I don't exist anym

ghost... a forgotten girl r

in the corridor the next morning. Then,

clean the damn bathroom

wed. "She's...

over, kneeling besid

voice. "She's breathing. Lo

rted her. No one touched her gently. Why would they? She wa

-

years

hand. It held the sum of her life noe, three dollars and an old, wrinkled ID card. Her skin was pale, bruised in places, and a scar

-eyed, a shadow of the Alpha's daughter she once was. She blinked slo

d. Lodging and

ightly. A whisper

rmured, then pushed open the heavy glass doo

d her across the face. Shi

ounter looked up with narrowed e

" she

eply, hoarse, gravel

ropped her pen. "What the hell happened to

oke," she replied plainly

eyes narrowing with suspi

ed once. "Y

an tapped the pen against h

," she said finally, her voice sha

a hostess," Eloise said

She gave Eloise a once-o

ng in this building. You're not fi

upted. Her voice cracked mid-sente

ut I know what I look like. I'm not here to pretend I

ng. Then, slowly, she sat back down, picked up

ed," she sa

that. The woman looked up again, eyes sharp

remaine

. Most girls walk in here with makeup thick enough to paint a

se said softly. The woman hesitated

ave a sl

ower now, almost cautious. "Scarlet Heart... i

faintly. "Do

en turned away. "Ju

d, wiped, cleaned, and endured. She didn't speak much. She didn

my way ag

rd. "Move faster, rat. I'll te

ly she was? I heard sh

human or werewolf. She's ba

ike flies. She kept her head d

her... so

t, her strength, it was fading. She could no longer feel it stir inside her. O

no longer

.

was cleaning near the bar

ne spill. Go

odded. "

amn silence. You really are creepy. If

didn't

tress shoved her shoulder. "Slacking o

oise sai

this job too. Go take the

nked. "I d

eard m

alked toward the back hallway. It does

oors creaked o

all. Their kiss was slow and deep, heated and shameless. The woman's moans echoed off

oman's thigh. His voice was low

ggled. "You

. Then the man's head lifted, and his gaz

t power. That unmistaka

itched. She bac

e. "Ugh, a cleaner? Seriously?" she sneere

e into Eloise like he was trying to remember

said, vo

gripped the mop

spered. "I didn't me