His Rejected Mate: Her Cold Hearted Alpha
I cleared my throat, trying to summon the gravelly, deep tone of a man who had spent years barking orders.
"Uh, yeah," I grunted, keeping the words short. "Yeah, guess the bitch was hit pretty badly."
The wolf didn't seem to notice the tremor in my chest. Instead, he leaned against the SUV and started to vent.
"Yeah, Alpha Damien wants her out cold until we reach Demarion’s pack. He’s planning on using her as a bargaining tool to win the whole place over. Personally? I think it’s a suicide mission. But that new Luna of his has taken over his head. Now he has most of our warriors out there throwing themselves at Demarion’s pack, and from what I’ve heard, we aren't exactly winning."
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