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The Alpha's Rejected mate

Chapter 2 The Alpha's move

Word Count: 1205    |    Released on: 07/06/2025

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ldn't explain. My eyes flicked over the gala crowd, restle

e sh

ce. Her posture stiffened, shoulders tense like she wanted to vanish, but the men pressed

loose inside me. My wolf snarled beneath my

ink for eve

loor, heart hammering hard. The noise of chatter and laught

low, and sharp, a warnin

ise flared in their eyes-then doubt,

dripping with fake

n't a

ck of bone break beneath my fingers before he even realized what was happening. His eyes wid

s step back, eyes darting bet

lower, cold and final. They melted away

ody felt fragile beneath my arm, skin cool but trembling. Her

in my throat. The sharp edge of w

ze struggling to hold steady. Then her eyes

, fragile yet curious like she was trying t

breath and whispered, "Nyx." Her name hit me with the weight of

rug took h

ps crashing on mine-urgent, fierce, demanding. The haze

udden surge, but the moment our mout

a wildfire consuming dry brush. My wolf roared in sudden, wild jo

n, her wild hunger. Her hands tangled in my shirt, fingers clutching and pulling, urging me

oise, through silent halls until we reached a quiet roo

t, breath, fire. Our Clothes slipped away piece by piece, falling like dry leaves to th

r neck-slow, deliberate-licking and tasting the salt

und thick with promise and hunger that seemed to shake the air between us. My hands moved slowly at first, trac

open window. Her nails dug lightly into my back, sharp but gentle, sending a thrill racing down my spine. The touch made my

raw and instinctive. Sometimes rough, sometimes tender, like the wild da

.Fuck me

slip was like a secret whispered just for me, filling the quiet room and mixing with the deep, gritty sound

on and something more fragile, something real. My fingers tangled in the soft strands of her hair, pu

a fire that threatened to consume everything. Time slipped away; the world outside the room faded

ot, fierce, and blinding. It was like the very air between us ignited, wrapping us both

y chest roared louder as if my wolf was singing a mysterious song. But the

art clenched, a bitter taste rising in my throat. She was fragile-to

, my hands gripping her hips tightly. My mind

mot

nd that blood was the curse that marked her weak-unworthy of the power she should

ed hu

y took from me.

be mine....it was unraveling into a nightm

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