Rejected, And Became A Heiress

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Chapter 8

Alaric's POV

A few days later.

"I have news about Cara Wilson, sir."

My Gamma, George knocks on my office door. I gesture for him to enter and close the door behind him.

"Well? Have you heard who fathered her child?" I return to signing the documents in front of me while he speaks.

"Not exactly. I have it on good authority that Eamon Auburn is also investigating her, though."

The pen in my hand snaps in half. I'm irked by this news, and my muscles tense tightly, too tightly, before I can control myself.

"That's not all." George clears his throat. "She's not pregnant, sir. Her friend is an obstetrician at the hospital. Cara was there for a social visit.

I let out an Exhale through my nose.

"Relieved? Or disappointed she wasn't carrying your young?" Grey mocks inside head.

my

"You know damn well it would spell nothing but doom and misfortune for her and the baby if that were the case. No, this is pure relief," I chastise my wolf silently.

"And yet I can taste your regret for her to be leaving the pack," Grey shot back.

"Good Belas are hard to find," I reply. "Which I'm sure Eamon Auburn knows, too."

"You're just going to let him snatch Cara up, then Grey's voice was low, approaching a growl.

I ignored him, not wanting to get into this while I still have work to do. I thumb through the documents on my desk: contracts, financials, meeting minutes. Pack DarkWood's influence and strength had done nothing but grow in the three years since I'd taken over as Alpha King.

we could do

to Lilia, we were one step closer. Eamon was a formidable Alpha and would be an excellent ally, especially once Lilia bore my heir who would be Eamon's own

needed to focus on the future. On Lilia. On the well-being of

documents in front of me and bring in new files He reaches clumsily across the desk and mistakenly

on the page is barely visible through the pool of hot brown coffee. The liquid soaks through, and soon enough the pages underneath are ruined, too. There's even a small brown stain on the cuff of my

good help really

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Chapter 8

at my Gamma, and George averts his

mess cleaned up and bring me replacements to sign. And don't EVER let this happen again," I

If it were Cara...

have

family mansion

the soft colors of the floral pillow She almost looks

her life,

internally hiss at him. "Show some respect. I'm sure it's hard

much credit as

and I will probably look back at this rough period in our lives and laugh. Right now though, he's

I step into the room. She speaks through a yawn, "I've been waiting for you." Her lips break into a smile. I've prepared dinner just

corner, and I look over to see the maidservant patting her

of the table. Lilia has made my favorite meal, steak and potatoes. The steak is cooked perfectly, prepared exactly

little help from the chef, then so what? How could Lilia be expected to know

part of the dinner. And those attributes are what will make her such a good Luna for the pack. I don't need her to be a perfect chef, I already have one of those. It's her heart that matters. And I found out a long

you still

saving me when we were kids all those years ago," I said to her softly. "Do

frequently. Dreams of being a small, defenseless child. Trapped in an unfamiliar and dark place, unable to find a way out, no matter

The

think I could ever

do,"

"When yo

you.

when you

river! It

so terrible!

times, knitting my eyebrows together in confusion. "There was no river.

we all

burst into tears, wailing. "I'm so sorry! It

traumatic for me, L. I must've blocked it