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."

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

again, today, I'm working

always dreamed of, right?"

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

handle it, but it just

Alpha

Luna she'll just have to get used to it as an Alpha King's wife.

care of the pack. And working a lot

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

are interrupted by George escorting in the

resume, interview them one by one, asking tough questions

can see them shaking. Others are transfixed by my

but compare them to Cara. Even the best of them is nowhere near

the last candidate leaves. I look back to

will stand out

It's standard procedure we use around the office, so I'm

ew

Cara Wilson.

G.B. for

did he shirk the responsibility of a direct order I told

door to George's office

It's Cara.

And she's fainting.

and I catch her just before

limp in my arms.

race out of the building, driving her myself straight to the

"Hurry!"

weave through traffic, trying to

I can finally

her body

the hospital staff to treat her with the highest

lay there. I feel a tug in my

To wake up