Alpha's Regret: Return of the Rejected Mate
The animal instincts were getting stronger each day, demanding I march straight to Iron Mountain territory and announce my paternal rights to anyone who’d listen, but approaching Penelope required strategy, not brute force.
She’d made her feelings crystal clear during our last encounter. I was unwelcome, unwanted, and barely tolerated on pack business. Showing up uninvited would only confirm every terrible opinion she held about my character. I needed a legitimate reason to see her—something professional that wouldn’t trigger her defensive walls immediately.
A sharp knock interrupted my spiraling thoughts. “Come in,” I called, quickly flipping the DNA report face-down on the desk.
Jarek, my
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