Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Chapter 0010

Chapter 10

Alaric's POV

You know the phrase that you can lead a horse to water, but you can't force him to drink?

Well, you can lead a werewolf to a beautiful woman, but you can force him to love her.

Over the last few weeks. I've tried to let my feelings for Lilin gros. But I've had no luck. I just can't seem to care about her.

Grey is even worse off than I am. He can't stand her.

Like last night, when Lilia surprised me in my bed after work.

She opened her shirt, revealing her lacy bra

Her voice was a purr, "Alaric. I think tonight's the night we make a baby..."

Her hand stroked the top of her cleavage, beckoning me to come closer.

I stepped one foot towards the bed, but my nose caught the scent of her perfume and I had to retreat. The strong smell nearly tnade me vomit right there on the spot. I hear Grey's cough in my head, too. "Sorry, but there's something I forgot to work on, and it's urgent

I said over my shoulder as I raced out of the room.

She was fast asleep by the time I returned.

THEN there was that disaster in the mansion's garden.

Lilia was waiting for me as I passed through the garden for a quick stroll, trying to clear my head.

She was wearing a short skirt, showing off her long legs. She had a flower crown on the top of her head. A crown of lilies.

She leaned in for a kiss, and I had to dodge her swiftly.

"Sorry, I'm severely allergic to lilies. You need to go get that stuff off of you."

probably harsher than it needed to be because I could hear her crying as I scrambled

working late

life you've always dreamed of, right?" My wolf's mocking

until I find a new Beta. There have been so many little complications since losing

Cara so I quickly continue, "I can handle it, but it just takes more time. This is about the pack, remember. It's not

the pack want it's Alpha King to

have to get used to it as an Alpha

of the pack. And working a lot goes with

didn't even know about your allergies. Do you really think she loves you as much as she claims?" I bite

George escorting in the

impressive resume, interview them one by one, asking tough questions and

one answers my questions perfectly. Some of them are so nervous, I can see them shaking. Others are transfixed by my status as King, their thirst for power a bitter taste

perform well enough, but I can't help but compare them to Cara. Even the best of

leaves. I look back to the list

out

of the person who prepared the document. It's standard procedure we use around the office, so I'm not surprised to see initials there, but

ew

Cara Wilson.

for George

did he shirk the responsibility of a direct order I told him to handle, but Cara agreed to do it! I still can't believe that she's so eager to leave the pack. So eager

to George's office and barge through. But George isn't

It's Cara.

And she's fainting.

and I catch her just before she hits the floor. She's

limp in my arms.

out of the building, driving her myself straight to the

"Hurry!"

to me as I weave through traffic,

I can finally agree about

her body

staff to treat her with the highest

I feel a tug in my chest. It feels like

eyes. To wake up and say something smart