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is
voluntarily step aside and let Carson have it. Oh, and since Carson will be my Luna, she will need
crucial time in inheriting the pack, shattered the roma
s. I had been certain this was th
the warmth drain
alf of her entire fortune purely to help him build a benevolent reputation before the King. Otherwise, why would we settle for a mere hereditary title as a reward? Moreover, he knew exactly that I desperately needed that title to wash away my lowly merchant background so I could finally marry him and become his L
hispered, my voice trembling, my inner wolf pacing furiously against
rings glory to the Rowe Pack all the same. Carson, being my official Luna, needs that massive dowry to maintain her dignity. You, on the other hand, will only be a secondary mate. You do not need all that wealth. Although Carson said she did not want
hteousness, and Carson, that shameless bitch, playing the generous martyr after snatching what was rightfully
a greedy, calculating stranger. He was too weak to claim his throne on his own merit, needing my mother's money and my uncle
go. I forced my inner wolf into submission, swallowed the bile in my throat, and forced a perfect, icy smile onto m
tly, my voice betraying none of t
and walked away, my spine rigid, my head held
p relief and satisfaction, accompanied by th
oice returning to its smug, arrogant command. "Go
lois angry?" Timoth
to assert his dominance. "Angry? Elois has loved me for years. She has given so much for me. How c
used to let a single tear fall. The pain in my chest was a living thing, a coiled serpent of fury
sly as I approached my waiting carriage. "A
nt a fortune feeding a pack of ungrateful wolves, and now they want to suck my blood dry to nourish someone else?
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