The Alpha's Rejected White Wolf Mate

ANA

Tech for the last time. The signed Rejection document was nestled insid

scents of hundreds of werewolves, a symphony of

desk, her expression a mixture o

a," she said, her voice s

voice even. "This wil

ked straight to the heavy oak doors

, their heads close together. Their combined Alpha energy was a palpable force in the room, a crushing pressure that mad

ral growl at the interruption. There was no apology in his gaze for last night, no hint of softn

m busy," he

slow, triumphant smile playing o

d-Link, but she let it bleed just enough for me to overhear. *The territorial mer

lence in my head. It was a trick my grandmother, another White

the envelope on his desk. "The gallery needs your signature on a

layed directly into his deliberate

trap it couldn't see. He leaned forward, his nostrils flaring slightly, trying to catch my scent. He was lo

re was

my bloodline. I met his gaze without flinching, my silver e

rowed in suspicion. He was about to open

that exact mom

purr. "The Elders are waiting on the co

"important" business of his empire. The fate

ly on the pressing matters of his Alpha duties.

et of paper, and flipped it straight to the last page. He didn't read a single word, because

had signed deals worth fortunes, moved acros

e paper, spelling out his name

reject you, Aryana

m his desk, my fingers closing

aid, the honorific tast

ht, leaving him there with his new ally and his crumb

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