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ive bathroom mirror. I needed to pull myself together. I was still the VP of Marke

d of the 40th-floor corri

electronic lock. Stacked haphazardly in the hallway were three cardboard boxes containing my personal

n. Good, y

leaned against the wall. She wore a striking red dress, her arms crossed. The scen

a?" I asked, my voic

ringing in a new senior consultant, and they need the executive suite. HR said you

nt. It was a public, humiliating execution of my corporate authority. Th

reaction. I picked up the heaviest box

ent light buzzed, casting a sickly, flickering glow over the crampe

Sterling's True Mate?

V for Serena. He was smiling-a soft, genuine smile I hadn't seen in three years. He was wearing the exact same bes

The fact that he had to call me, a wolfless Omega de

drive out to the Hamptons Estate immediately. There's a Pack territorial

ompletely empty. He was banishing me from the city so he could parade his mis

before the Rejection was finalized was dangerous. Be

l of an inconspicuous Pack sedan, st

t the window

oked relaxed, utterly content. But what caught my eye was the flash of silver on his tie. An ice-blu

lian's powerful aura of winter storm and ancient pine was completely polluted by Serena's artificial hothouse or

mother, recoiled. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted copper, slamming my foot on the gas pedal the second the light t

skeletal shadows across the cedar-shingled mansion. The house was dead silent,

eled library and spun the dial on the wal

as I knew

he massive room. But as I turned to leave, a glint of

ing. I flipped it over. Engraved on the back of the clasp was a micr

e clarity. Julian hadn't just broken our marriage; he had b

vitamins. The evidence of his treason rested right next to the secret of my survival. I didn't leave the