Chapter 220 The Desert Flower’s Tears

Third Person POV

“Why sell your body?”

Henry arched a brow. “Why not give resources, and I provide strength?”

Satia shook her head. “I don’t believe in a male wolf’s promises. I believe in conquering a man with the body. A bond built through flesh is the most unshakable bridge.”

As she spoke, she loosened her grip, and the robe slid from her shoulders, revealing a figure both powerful and alluring–the curves of a female alpha wolf, wild and magnetic, enough to make most males‘ blood surge.

But Henry turned his head away at once.

“What are you doing? Put your clothes back on!”

What?? She undressed? Aubrey nearly peeked out, but worried about being noticed, she forced herself to stay hidden.

Satia froze. She hadn’t expected that even now Henry would remain unmoved. Could it be… because of the other female she smelled in the

room?

But there was no turning back. She had to secure Henry’s support–only then would her uncles stop dismissing her as a female alpha and give her -rightful claim to the Flame Pack’s inheritance.

shame, she

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don’t pretend. I smelled another female in this room the moment I entered. You’re not as indifferent as you

insistent. “Or do you have some kind of obsession–only accepting

220 The Desert

word “obsession” carried

hadn’t been here, his first word would have

that desperate for

fangs flashing as his

it–he’s about to throw

That couldn’t happen.

herself bare, and been brutally rejected. Satia’s already fragile standing would collapse entirely

hiding, catching

she drew close, Henry’s instinct shifted. The icy aura around him vanished, replaced by tenderness as deep

Satia


hidden here all along was

so strongly she wished she could vanish.

I’ll

trembling hands, and fled so quickly that

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