All Chapters of Rejected By My Mate, Knotted By His Alpha Daddy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

♡☆ALPHA LUCA♡☆"Alpha?"Rex's voice cut through my daze, hurling me back to the quarterly report he'd slid across the mahogany conference table. The young assistant's face was flushed with a grimace pulling at his features. "You've been staring at the same page for over ten minutes now." He pointed out. Only for his voice to be muffled again, my mind danced back to her. I could still feel her. The ghost of Candace's warmth clinging to my skin like a second layer, one I refused to shed. The taste of her arousal still coating and heavy on my tongue. Warmth spread across my chest at the memory of how she'd moaned my name that morning, the way she'd clawed my back and...A few murmurs erupted from the four pack elders flanking the long table. Rex's expectant face fixed solidly on mine, waiting. "I've gone through it." "No you haven't, Alpha." "I have.""You've been holding it upside down." Elder Bernard chuckled. I glanced down at the report in my hands. Damn it. The text swam upsi

♡☆CANDACE♡☆My wolf's heightened senses picked up every scent, every sound and every word in the living area as I lay supine on the bed nervously waiting and praying Cathy made it first before anyone came knocking at the door. Before Luca arrived with his commanders and Dad for sure. No, Luca wasn't amongst the first set of SUVs to arrive at the lake house as I'd hoped. They were Luna Vivianne's family. Siblings, nieces, and uncles. Whatever. I listened to every breakdown and every prayer of gratitude to the goddess Vivianne had returned. My hopes of this woman being an impostor was slowly eroding and swiftly replaced with fear. They recognized her. Luca was going to recognize her soon. And then what?I stirred in bed, swung my feet to the floor and tiptoed to the door pressing my ear against it to catch what Vivianne was saying."Let's wait for Luca then we can all know what truly happened." Vivianne sounded too humble, too heartfelt to match the witch she used to be. Goddess ple

♡☆ALPHA LUCA♡☆The interruption behind me in the office did nothing to peel my gaze off the window, off the Rolls Royce disappearing from my gaze in the driveway. I stared a little longer until all I could see were eerie shadows, and then nothing. "Luca, she's waiting." Marcus announced beside my desk, his voice a little coaxing, "Don't you at least want to see her, man?" Her scent was enough to tell me everything I needed to know. How could I face Vivianne? I'd spent three agonizing years mourning her and blaming myself for what happened just to have her show up like her body wasn't there in the body bag, like Morgè Carver never set this body bag ablaze before I had the chance to at least take her body back for a proper funeral. Morgè had kidnapped, tortured, and murdered her just to get me on my knees. Just to prove I couldn't save what was so precious to me. Now, she just showed up out of the blue?"Whatever questions disturb your heart, Luca, give Vivianne the chance to answer

♡☆CANDACE♡☆Luca's executive office, his desk had been devastatingly empty for three days now. I went through my job daily alongside Rex in the complex building, every nerve ending screaming for a glimpse of his towering and commanding figure, a sway of his intoxicating cologne, and the heat of his gaze raking over me.Three days now since Vivianne showed up like a ghost in a terribly told story. Three days now since I'd last seen him. So unlike him to ditch work.Goddess, that man was the pulse of this place. Without him the entire office space felt so empty. Gathering the files into a folder, I sucked in a breath and headed towards the fourth floor, Gamma Baldwin's office. It'd never been easy but hopefully today would be easier. As usual, father didn't spare me a glance, his icy assistant Miss Payne received the folder and gruffly dismissed me. There was no one around, casual enough that I could ask about Luca. No one would ever tell me even if I did ask. The only options were e

♡☆CANDACE♡☆The doorbell rang. It had to be him. I pushed aside my half-eaten grilled chicken Caesar salad from Uber Eats, my appetite vanishing instantly. Getting up from the stool by the island was torture, my thighs were clamped together and my pussy rubbed insistently against the hard surface of the high barstool chasing that friction my clit sought. Seeing him now was the only remedy for the sudden fever suddenly burning me up inside. Just like the previous night, a box lay on the doorstep. This time around, a tamper-proof embossed box. Smaller and cuter than the one from last night. I lifted it, glanced around and couldn't find anything to suggest Luca had stopped by or anyone else. How the hell was he doing this?I locked my front door and returned to the kitchen. Without hesitation, my eager fingers broke the tamper-proof seal to see what was inside. Embossed cards. Square, plush, and pink-colored and of course, the cards were covered in his signature scrawls all labeled.