로그인In her past life, Carrie Pietro was treated like dirt. Shamed by her pack and desperate to secure the man she loved, she conspired with her father to lie. Carrie falsely accused the son of a powerful Alpha, Dean Meadows, of taking advantage of her, forcing him into a marriage that saved her pack from ruin. But her victory was a cage. Dean hated her. For years, she took his cold shoulders and the hateful glares from his family, enduring it all for people who offered her nothing but scorn. Her miserable life ended the night she birthed her son, falling from the stairs after a heated argument and dying alone on a pike that pierced her chest. When she opened her eyes, she was back in the past. This time, Carrie is done. She knows Dean Meadows is bad luck, and she is determined to stay far away from the tragedy her life became. But the cold man she remembers is suddenly a possessive stranger. From the moment she stopped her father from shouting the accusation which ruined her life, Dean becomes instantly overwhelmed by a mate bond between them.
더 보기Crash!The sound of wood splintering echoed through the market.Carrie whipped her head around. "What was that?"Dean immediately stepped in front of her, blocking her view of the groaning man in the pile of smashed crates."Nothing," Dean said quickly, pointing at a roof. "Look! A blue-tailed hawk. Very rare."Carrie whipped her head away in an instant, but the smile hovering on her lips vanished when she saw the empty roof. "I-I don't see anything.""It flew away. Fast bird," Dean said, grabbing the handles of the cart. "We should go. Your father will be worried."Before she could question him, he pushed the cart forward, steering her away from the scene. Behind them, Dexter Muse pulled a cabbage leaf off his face and glared at Dean’s retreating figures.The next morning, the pack training grounds were packed with those preparing for the tournament to welcome Alpha Dean’s arrival, and those who weren’t training stood around cheering their friends. Warriors were sparring, archers w
Kurt snatched the bottle from the table, his eyes promptly scanning the cork.He was a merchant who traded in everything, so at the thought that this could be fake, he ran his thumb over the smooth wood and sucked in his teeth.“You’re right. This is plain. No seal. It’s a counterfeit.”The General’s face turned a shade of red that clashed horribly with his uniform. He snatched the bottle back, clutching it to his chest like a wounded child.“Obviously, the merchant who sold this to me made a mistake! I will have his head for this!”“Of course, General,” Kurt grinned, leaning back in his chair. “But 100 gold coins? That’s quite a mistake. I wonder what the Council will say when they hear the great General Muse was outsmarted by a street peddler.”The General froze and he lifted his hand, pointing a shaking finger at Kurt.“You will say nothing!” he hissed. “If I hear a whisper of this in town, I will tell the Alpha that you are hoarding resources! I am his right-hand man! He listens
Dinner was awkward.At least, it was awkward for Carrie.“Here, have another leg of lamb!” Kurt chirped, using his own fork to stab a large piece of meat and drop it onto Dean’s plate. “And try the potatoes! Our cook makes the best roast potatoes in the pack.”Dean, who was sitting at the table in his dusty hunter clothes, nodded politely. “Thank you, sir. The food is excellent.”Carrie poked at her salad, watching her father with narrowed eyes.Kurt Pietro was a man who cared deeply about appearances. He usually vetted anyone who came to dinner, ensuring they had proper manners and clean clothes. Yet here was Dean, looking like he had just wrestled a bear in the mud, and Kurt was treating him like a long-lost nephew.Did he know? Did he know this is the Alpha?She studied her father’s face. Kurt was laughing loudly at something Dean said, wiping sauce from his mustache. He looked relaxed. Too relaxed.So she shook the thought to the back of her mind. That was impossible. If her
The walk back to the Pietro house was quiet.Carrie kept her head down, her eyebrows knitted together in deep thought. She kicked a small stone across the cobblestone path, muttering to herself quietly.“Dexter Muse… how could I forget his name?”In her past life, the General’s son had been a loud, annoying presence who constantly bragged about his sword skills, so she found it surprising that she forgot his name. She was so lost in her head that she didn’t realize she wasn’t alone until she stopped in front of her gate.“You have a habit of talking to yourself. It’s weird.”Carrie jumped at the voice, clutching her chest. She whipped her head around to see Dean standing right next to her, his hands tucked casually in his pockets.“You!” She gasped. “Why are you still here? I thought I told you to get lost in the woods!”Dean shrugged, looking unbothered. “And leave a lady to walk home alone in the dark? My mother raised me better than that.”“Just go away.” She huffed, turning tow
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