Fated To The Rogue Alpha: Awakening Of The Rejected Tribrid

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y or breathtaking spectacle, but because I hope tomorrow arr

red diary, a cherished gift from her grandmothe

oughts, but she'd cultivated a habit of jot

rebellion or refuge. She had no i

he pounding headache threatening to fracture her skull

different sort of fine, ting

ore her mother's abrupt summons pulled her downstairs, ab

sudden meeting with her father, ignoring the sto

ide. Getting accepted into the academy wasn't just an achievement; it

ng, led by her brother-Devon Loeka, the formidable Alpha heir of WhiteMoon pack and Conrad, the spitting mirror image of Alpha Loeka; the mo

features looked nothing lik

had twisted into a bitter disdain for her very existence. She was reduced to a thing, an

d's question sliced through her thoughts, snapping eve

that always stirred when she was around Rosalind. Rosalind's

nceal her true feelings, to mask the turmoil beneath her surface,

tea party, chattering aimlessly, dear mother," emphasizing the last words with a delibera

Rosalind yelled, her eye

woman who lacked her own voice, her own will. Camille's insides churned at the

gue of yours before I..." Camille c

day, and I need this meeting with Father to be over so I ca

alind snapped, a jab aimed straight at her feeling

us and rotten as yours, you clearly don't deser

ng into the woods, something that made her happy-recalling eac

stration thick in her voice as she yanked at

Camille replied w

or you," Rosalind sneered, r

er her face as she watched Rosalind, refusing t

isp and calm. There was no need f

osalind said grimly. "Oh, and put on something nice so the guests don't

?" Camille asked furrowing a brow, her mind fi

g about?" She asked, irritat

least for now," Rosalind replied tersely. "But you'

was goi

moment alpha Loeka asked to see her alone