Rejected By My Alpha, Claimed By My Crown

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ien drain away, leaving a hollow emptiness behind. By dawn, my decision was made. I used a secret communication dev

lly pushing food around my plate, when Damien c

expression serious, but his e

it's time. We need to perf

tructed mask of calm. "Alright," I said, my

ears, pleading, a dramatic scene. My quiet

t. "This is just... temporary. It's a formality. It's the only wa

on as it's done, I will go before the Moon Goddess and beg for her forgive

od. "I see," I said, my tone perfectly even. "You have to do what

was buying it. "You're the best Mate an Alpha could

y cheek. He chuckled, thinking I was just being c

e said, practically skipping out of

loor above. They were celebrating. They thought their plan was pe

und the cool, smooth surface of the Silver Moon sigil stone in my

ou exactly what you want. I wi

I will grant my