Rejected By My Alpha, Claimed By My Crown
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r was thick with his scent-pine and thunderstorm-but now it was tainted, mixed w
dn't s
books, anything that held his scent. I grabbed them, armful after armful, and
acket onto the growing pile, a sle
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or Lyra with a tenderness that made my throat close up. He carefully t
heard him murmur to he
s walking by. He saw the scene and a wide smile spread acr
ed with genuine warmth as he looked at Lyra. "Cong
is was how it happened. A lie repe
apped his arm around Lyra's shoulders, pulling her closer, and s
his pack, I w
doorway amidst the chaos I had created. He
ed towards me, leaving Lyra by the car. "I
sked, my voice flat, devoid of emotion.
ake a scene," he said dismissively
etting out a small cry. Damien's att
inality. "Lyra and the baby will be staying here from now on.
his pregnant, fated mate to live with
ker of hope i