Rejected by the billionaire Alpha
The public mask of the Alpha Heir slid back into place, but his eyes still burned with a chaotic fire—disgust, and something else, something violently unsettled.
“Let me be perfectly clear, Luna Hartley,” he announced, his voice ringing off the library shelves, loud enough for any listening ears in the hall. “I felt it. That pathetic little tug. That’s all it is. A defect. A laughable error.” He paused, letting the silence stretch, letting her hope curdle. “I, Kael Silvercrest, future Alpha of the Silvercrest Pack, reject the bond. I reject whatever pathetic fantasy you’re spinning. I. Reject. You.”
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