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I stood there, surrounded by the torn pieces of my pregnancy test, my hand pressed against my stomach where our pup was growing, where my wolf was already fiercely protective.I stood there, staring at him, waiting for him to take it back. Waiting for him to realize what he’d just said but he didn’t.“Thorne—” My voice broke. “You can’t mean—”But he wasn’t even looking at me anymore. He was already moving toward the door, his jaw set, his eyes distant, his wolf clearly focused on tracking Solene’s scent.“Thorne, please!” I grabbed his arm, desperate, ignoring the dangerous rumble that came from his chest at my touch. “Just listen to me. Please. We can—”He shook me off like I was nothing, his strength so much greater than mine that I stumbled backward. Like I was dirt on his sleeve.“I don’t have time for this.” His voice was cold, empty. “Solene’s out there alone and upset because of you.”“Because of me?” The words came out as a sob. “I didn’t do anything! I just came home—”“You

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The mop bucket hit my face before I saw it coming.Cold, filthy water drenched me, soap and grime and things I didn’t want to think about. I gasped, choking, as laughter echoed through the servants’ hallway.“Oops.” Sasha stood over me, the empty bucket dangling from her hand. “My mistake.”I stayed on my knees, water dripping from my hair, my auburn curls plastered to my face. Three days as an Omega, and I’d already learned the most important rule, don’t fight back. Fighting back only made it more entertaining for them because they came in groups.“What’s wrong, murderer?” servant, Ella, kicked my cleaning brush across the floor. “Cat got your tongue?”‘Murderer.’ That’s what theyy all called me now.Three days ago, I had a family. Parents who loved me and even a best friend. A home and a future.Three days ago, I came back from the woods to find my house consumed in flames. My parents dead. My adopted sister Davina dead. My best friend, Hilda was no where to be found. Everything I’d

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Exile would be a mercy.” He leaned against his desk. “Out there, you’re a lone wolf. You’d be dead within a week. At least if someone owns you, you’ll be fed. Sheltered.” His smile widened. “Used, yes. But alive.”No. I can’t let myself become someone’s prostitute. I didn’t come all this way just to end up anywhere. “I . . . I’d rather be exiled.” I said shakily.“Shut up!” He slapped my face making me yelp and stumble back. He clearly hadn’t expected me to choose exile. “You think you have a choice? Well let me tell you something, I had already decided to sell you before you I even found out the moon goddess would give you to me as a mate of all people. And now that you’ve humiliated me, I’ll make sure he knows he can do whatever he likes with you. You filthy murderer.”My eyes burned and the tears threatened to return, but I refused to let them fall, I had to stay strong and figure out a way to survive this. “Who? Who’s buying me?”“Does it matter?”“Yes!”He considered me, then pu

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