His Unwanted Mate is a Secret White Wolf

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of pain and disbelief, fixed on me

the blood she was trying to staunch. "The Head H

g to rip it away. I moved faster, my hand intercepting hers with a g

me," she spat, her face a mask of fury. "My mother is on her way. Yo

the floor, on the scattered, torn

icial acceptance

icing her presentation in the mirror, her voice trembling but firm. She had worked so hard, not just for the i

e torn pass into the floor with her heel, deliberately smearing the official seal with

e to report o

neered. "Trash bel

ided to intervene. He clearly wanted to curry favor with the future Luna. He grabbed

growled. "Before you make t

d and met his eyes. My own were cold, dev

Your Alpha's name is Gregory, isn't it? Your territory sits on a floodplain. The levees are main

een burned. The name of his pack, his Alpha-it was information a

ouncil room door

far too tight swept in. Her perfume, a cheap

ng on her wailing daughter. "Lacey, baby! Who did thi

as Ivy

pointed a trembling, blo

eyes raking over my simple,

rd and slapped Lacey again, on the other ch

you!" Iv

ched into the collar of my shirt and pulled out the chain I always wore, the on

vermoon Pack, a howling wolf before a cres

red, my voice resonating with power. "My mate is Vincent Harper

there was st

Lacey burst i

coffed. "You think a cheap trinket can fool me? You'll p

stom piece from a Parisian designer, woven with protective runes. It costs

e. "You lying bitch! I'll s

It was a sleek, black gold card, heavy and expensive. Engraved on i

art felt like it had bee

nized t

ilege within the pack. A card awarded to me by the High Council last month

nt, cloying scent of Ivy's cheap perfume, mingled

d into place. The final nail was ham

en my status, my honor, my very id