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

working late to avoid going

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

Beta. There have been so many

"I can handle it,

pack want it's Alpha King

my wife, and she'll be a great Luna she'll just have to get used

pack. And working a lot

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

interrupted by George escorting in the

has an impressive resume, interview them one by one, asking tough questions and throwing out scenarios for them to consider how

nervous, I can see them shaking. Others are transfixed by my status as King, their thirst for power a bitter

can't help but compare them to Cara. Even the best of them is

candidate leaves. I look back to

will stand out and

document. It's standard procedure we use around the office, so I'm not surprised to see initials there, but it's the letters

ew

Cara Wilson.

G.B. for George

he shirk the responsibility of a direct order I told him to handle, but Cara agreed to do it!

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

It's Cara.

And she's fainting.

in automatically, and I catch her

limp in my arms.

of the building, driving her myself straight to the

"Hurry!"

as I weave through traffic, trying to there as fast

Grey and I can finally agree about

her body

instruct all the hospital staff to treat her with the highest level of care. I'll

lay there. I feel a tug in my chest. It feels like the ground

want her to open those, beautiful green eyes. To wake up and