The Alpha's Rejected Mate Awakening the White Wolf

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low, feral growl. My vision tunneled, the opulent hallway fad

hoed in the corridor. It was a full-force, open-handed slap that se

own the hall, and his presence was a wave of glacial fury. His eyes were locked on me

ead held high, the rubies at

ing, accepting birthday wishes, all while a storm of anxiety raged within

ice booming across the ballroom as he prepared to announce my chosen mate. T

t, powerful pillar of support. He caught my eye and gave me

or to present the future Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack,

inished th

is, which had been displaying a serene ima

hed. It was me

secluded clearing. The video showed my first awkward, clumsy attempts, my half-formed wolf stu

e of Kaelen's old training shirts, tossing and turning in m

ert, rippled through the ballroom. My deepest secrets, my most private moments of we

ge. It was cruel.

hot and unstoppable. I felt

ndations of the hall. He lunged for the control panel, but the system

Damien. He didn't bother with the controls. He leaped onto the dais, and with a

s!" he commanded his guards. "No one leaves this

attention was solely on me. His eyes met Dam

trembling shoulders, pulling me into his solid warmth. He faced the stunned

ps of obsidian. "Aria is my choice. She will be my Luna. Any who dare to humil

d disbelief. They had pushed me, taunted me, and broken me. But they never,