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His face was burning with anger. “Why did I do it?” Grace exclaimed loudly as she panted hard. “I was born an Alpha and I should have been mated to an Alpha. Instead, all I got was a fucking warrior,” Grace spat bitterly. “Tanya was supposed to be mated to an Alpha or a high-rank wolf, but her mate was that pathetic wolf who was the lowest of the low. I had to dispose him at the young age before he marked her,” Grace adds wickedly as everyone looked at her with disgust.

"I did my homework. She's just a Rogue who got exiled from her old pack!" Grace slammed her hand on the table, sending ash scattering everywhere. "She used to leech off high-ranking werewolves for resources, threw herself at every powerful Alpha she could find because she's got a pretty face, and now she's conned her way to Ethan!" My expression darkened. "Grace, if you're going to make accusations, you need proof." "Proof?" Grace let out a mocking laugh and pulled out her phone, scrolling through her photos. "Right here."

Grace pointed out. “And who do you think you are to lecture me or tell me what you are not supposed to tell me?” Sophia sneered and was struggling to release her hands from Grace's grip. Just then Grace freed her. She has no idea that Grace was a werewolf too and had power, even if she behaved weak sometimes. “Stop all this, Sophia! Just stop all this! Must you have to be embarrassed yourself? We are in a public place for Crying out loud.” Alpha Nelson, who had been quiet for a while now said.

Already she felt as if she had a neon sign blinking over her head: Fake Sorcerers Thank God, Levy hadn’t realized the truth. And wasn’t the other mistress a shocker? Short, squat, and foaming-at-the-mouth-rabies mean. Awfully. If the Wicked Witch of the West had sex with Mr. Bean and John Cena, and the two of them had a baby, that child’s name would be Levy. Pay attention to what’s happening around you, Grace! Right. Grace, concentrate. She gazed, stunned, as one of the wardens cleaned James from head to toe and the other oiled him.

The losers, the loners, the unwanted are Rogues. It may be true, but that didn’t make me any less of a leader. Grace was highly looked up to and sought after in the werewolf world, and if I could make her my mate, I would finally be taken seriously. Maybe I could even earn myself a spot on the Council. But, I had to get her to talk to me, first. ~Grace~ “Starve yourself all you want, you’ll never be pretty,” Sophia’s grating voice cut through the room as she slammed another plate of food down next to me.

GRACE P.O.V I will tell you about the great misfortune that befell my life. A misfortune that will stay with me until my bones crumble into dust. The stupidest misfortune that I will regret for the rest of my life began when I was 18 years old. The age of maturity, where during the full moon, young werewolves will meet their mates. My friends in the Moon Pack called me Grace. I was the daughter of a Delta genius who successfully invented the infertility vaccine potion, which had become a frightening scourge for all werewolves.

Grace then disappeared back into the closet heading the same way she did to get the dress except this time she came back with a pair of black sparkly slip-on shoes, now with being werewolves we very rarely wear shoes as they get in the way when shifting, a bit like shifting in jeans and a blouse. I slip my feet into the shoes and, to my surprise; they are really comfortable. Grace just smiles and once I am ready, she then holds out her arm, which I hook my arm into without hesitation and she leads me back to the beast's room. She knocks lightly on the door and waits until we hear that familiar rough voice. "Enter!" Grace opens the door and bows. I enter just behind her and gasp a little at t

Alpha Franklin smiled at them. "Yes, I know that this will happen. Andrea has been like this since she became my beta. And thanks to her, my pack and warrior is the best of all the rest. I think one hundred fifty thousand gold coins is a cheap price that she can offer. In my perspective, Alpha Andrea gives you more benefits. I remembered that Andrea's payment per head is three hundred thousand gold coins per head. All the werewolves she trained are one of the greatest warriors in my pack. If you accept her proposal, you will not regret it," Alpha Franklin said.

Daisy yelled back, pulling her hand from his grip. The man gritted his teeth loudly. “You talked to me like this, frivolous slave!” In anger, he grabbed Daisy’s hair in his fist and pulled it so that her scream came out. Grace’s eyes widened and she hurriedly tried to save Daisy but the man pushed her on the ground with a brutal force. Due to weakness in the body, Grace was more weak than the limit today, but no one can stop her from working continuously because she and the other werewolves are all slave of vampires. On the pretext of weakness in the body, they cannot take rest at all. “Leave me, you sick bastard!” She yelled at him and could not help but pounce on him so brutally that the f

Follow me, You will meet him now and if he doesn't complain, you get the job," Grace says and I feel my head turn. I'll meet him right now. I don't even feel good. I'm scared that I will be caught by my abusive mate and on the other hand, I am being told to be a maid to a dangerous breed of werewolves. A Thylacine, a carnivorous breed that is rare, dangerous, and could be found, once in two decades? "Follow me," Grace says and I let go of my luggage. "Put on this uniform in two minutes." I am waiting for you.