Rejecting My Heartless Ex Mate

back to Shalandra Pack was my mate Jonathan King

, the black-and-white words stingi

e Ethan Brooks offered some cont

ull scoop. This mess involves Jonathan, the richest wolf i

. "They're the pack's hottest pair, the ultimate old-wolf

ew a fit because Jonathan wasn't spending enough time with her. S

st stood and headed f

ke he was offering tribute. He used his seven-figure tailored suit jacket to wipe a splash of

ayful scorn. "Jonathan, are you dense? I called the e

a devotion I'd never seen. "Little moon, if

d above, mirroring the way m

orcer calls, then I, his chosen mate, wil

d to Ethan. "Take them to the q

"Madeline, is that. necessary? You just got back.

icing over. "Filing a false report disrupts pack or

a quick "Yes, ma'am," before pus

erupted

oyance. "Why are you hauling us in?

t laced with indulgence. "Easy, pup

b. "This is *your* fault! I told you to go shopping with me yesterday, but

groveling. "I'll have my assistant grab every high-end

-she was undeniably stunning. Her bubblegum-pink hair and a skirt so short it barely covered her

tiff enforcer uniform, world

d in my chest, hea

hy, the kind other wolves bow to. Yet here he was, practically begging Tiffany, his voice sof

slowing her pace

estioning den. The door clicked shut,

"Madeline, who's ha

rough. "Get the full story be

ed and slip

"Enforcer, I told you, it was just for fun. He's always buried in pack b

augh rang out. "That was just me being dramatic. A few days ago, he wanted to spice things up, ti

k, I've still got marks on my wrists. H

p listening to. I turned and leaned ag

have been bound

from Belmor Pack's political elite. When we formed our sacred bond

ether, exchanging thoughtful gifts, me handling his difficult kin wh

st year, I grit my teeth and requested a transfer back to Shalandra Pack, stepping down from a high-rankin

ser might kindle som

t a

witness my mate show a vibrant, burning side of hi