Rejected By My Alpha, Claimed By My Crown

ra

and walked down the long, echoing corridor. I needed to get out

en I s

iumphant smile on her face. She must h

surprise. "What are you doing skulking in the

Your son's special night? I didn't r

e loves "me". He even let me move into the Alpha's house. He says my scent soothes him." She took a s

ed. "What are yo

o do that," she savored the words, "he's going to formally reject you

was being stretched to its breaking point. The pain was so intense, I swayed on my feet, gra

rounding the corner at

anor changed in an instant. Her f

ckward, clawing at her own arm with her nails, drawing blood. "Ple

wn her face. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry I ma

a blur. He didn't even look at me. He went st

, his golden eyes blazing wit

I felt it slam into me, a wave of pure,

embarrassing

ending burned with the effort to resist, but my feet were already turning, forcing me to obey. This was a perversion of the Alpha's aut

inner wolf whimpere

out through the crushing weight of his command

aid, his voice cold as he cradled

s. I looked at him, at the man I thought was

n," I whispered, the words

his command still pulsed through me, making