My Hated Alpha’s Secret Baby
“Mate.”
The word leaves me low and firm, not a question, not even a choice. It rips through the air, and the line of slaves shudders at the weight of it. The guards stiffen. Whispers rise, a ripple across the crowd, all of them knowing exactly what I just claimed.
But then her small voice cuts through, steady even as it shakes.
“I, Serelis, reject you, Alpha of Moonshard Pack, as my mate and Alpha.”
My eyes widen. For a moment, I just stare at her. Is she serious? A rogue rejecting me? Isn’t this amusing? Then laughter bursts out of me, loud and uncontrollable, drawing even more attention.
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