HIS REJECTED GODDESS
Nova Thornerejected by my alpha mate sienna and kadenrejected by my alpha matepregnant and rejected by my alpha mateadored by my ruthless alpha
Heavy, rhythmic footsteps echoed in the stone stairwell of the Spire.
Cord walked into the room. The seventy-two-year-old Master Forge had taken the rails down from Iron Crest. He looked rested, his bruises faded by the ambient healing of the pack, but his golden eyes burned with a dangerous, restless fire. He carried a heavy, lead-lined lockbox under his massive arm.
"I heard you were building a coffin, Architect," Cord rumbled, dropping the lockbox onto the mahogany desk with a heavy thud.
"I'm building a bathysphere, Master," I corrected, pulling the finalized blueprint from the table and holding it out to him. "And I need it seamless. No rivets. No overlapping plates. One solid, continuo
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