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."

it needed to be because

I'm working

of,

new Beta. There

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

it's Alpha King

great Luna she'll just have to get used to

pack. And working a lot goes with the

sarcasm, "Yes, because she takes such great care of you." He sighs, adding more seriously, "Alaric, she didn't even know about your allergies. Do you really think she loves you as much as she claims?" I bite my tongue, staring off into the distance. Grey may have a point

thoughts are interrupted by George escorting in the new

an impressive resume, interview them one by one, asking

nervous, I can see them shaking. Others are transfixed

them to Cara. Even the best of them is nowhere near as smart nor as capable

sigh after the last candidate leaves. I look

out and inspire

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 it's the letters that shock

ew

Cara Wilson.

G.B. for George

grab the paper and march to George's office, a stormcloud over my head. Not only 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

office and barge through. But

It's Cara.

And she's fainting.

superhuman reflexes kick in automatically, and I catch her just

limp in my arms.

the building, driving her

"Hurry!"

traffic, trying to there as

least Grey and I can finally

her body

staff to treat her

unconscious and frail body lay there. I feel a tug in my chest. It feels like the ground finally softening after a long

those, beautiful green eyes. To wake up and say something smart and funny like she