Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Chapter 0007

Chapter 7

Cam's POV

The apartment Alaric and I shared looks the same as it did a few days ago, but somehow everything has changed.

"You've changed," my wolf Lucy says gently in my head.

"Thad no choice."

Grabbing my suitcases, I look through the items deciding what to take. The expensive clothes, designer watches and jewelry. lavish gifts... Alaric can have it all. Apparently, that's all he thought I wanted from him. Oh, how wrong he was.

And how wrong I was.

Even this apartment, I thought it was our place. Our safe haven away from prying eyes, where we could be alone together. Where we could truly be ourselves.

It was the only home I'd ever called mine.

But I realize now that it was never mine. And it was just one of many homes that Alaric owns. This was just where he kept his "gold-digging low-born" a secret. A fresh sting hits me, recalling Alaric's words from earlier,

Now that Lilia was moving into the Alpha family mansion, I doubt Alaric would ever need to come back here again. He'd probably just send his staff to handle it, to handle the memory of me.

I wish I could offload my own memories. I can almost still smell the coffee that Alaric spilled all over the floor, hands moving too quickly wrapping around me as we kissed... Or the pancake flour that he playfully dotted on my nose that day he tried to make me breakfast....

Throbbing pain returns to my chest. Reminding me of the bond that was severed. I should hate him,

Tearing my eyes away from the kitchen, I catch a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror. My red hair is a little too wild, my green eyes a little too tired, but otherwise I'm healthy. My body is strong, and my mind is sharp.

I'm incredibly lucky. Orphaned at only three years old, I probably shouldn't even be alive right now. If not for the kindness of Pack DarkWood and its Alpha family, I'm not sure where I would've ended up. No, I couldn't hate Alaric. Our past was just too complicated for it to be that easy.

But I wouldn't give him any more of myself. Taking one last look at the apartment, I made a vow to myself, to Lucy, and to my baby that today was the last day I'd ever mourn for Alpha King Alaric, I slam the door shut behind me as Lucy howls.

the most comforting place I can think of:

shift at the hospital, she has enough

options out there

the online profiles of pack currently accepting

with the natural spirits and devouring all who cross our paths' Come on, Honey, they can't be serious!" I read one pack's profile,

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Sweetheart Ruby was laughing so hard she was nearly in tears. She turned the screen back to face, herself and scrolled through for a few moments, "Alright, now here's a real contender." I snuggle up to her side to see what's on the

subtle smile is looking

-Pack BloodyMoon-

roll my

look more like him than Lilia." She glances at me smiling playfully, "And

fresh cackle of laughter erupts from her

let out a half-hearted chuckle, my eyes locked on Eamon's

What if I was the princess

Was that even possible?

Eamon's POV

fiery shade as mine.

that had formed. My visit with Lilia in the

hope the wait wasn't

father's Beta before me, and he had an unwavering loyalty to Pack Bloody Moon that I had to

for the anniversary. It's fast approaching..." His raspy voice trailed

I sigh. I always

could never

my

planned for my sister and five younger brothers to gather to remember

I could select a photo Somehow, I thought it'd be easier to deal with that task in an impersonal hotel room, rather than sitting in the house my mother used to occupy. The very first photo is our family portrait, taken when my parents were still alive. There's all of us kids, arranged in a line with my mother in the center, smiling down at her baby

was completely and totally overwhelmed and devasted with grief. So much that

in leading the pack. Every deep, dark red hair on his head is perfectly positioned. He pride himself on surrounding himself

close indeed, on