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."

than it needed to be

so again, today, I'm working late to avoid

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

I find a new Beta. There have been so many

remark about Cara so I quickly continue, "I can handle it, but it just takes

Alpha King to

a great Luna she'll just have to get used to it as an

of the pack. And working

allergies. Do you really think she loves you as much as she claims?" I bite my tongue,

are interrupted by George escorting in the new

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

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

I look back to the list of

will stand out

of the person who prepared the document. It's standard procedure we use around the office,

ew

Cara Wilson.

G.B. for George

a stormcloud over my head. Not only did he shirk the responsibility of a direct order I told him to handle,

door to George's office and barge through.

It's Cara.

And she's fainting.

reflexes kick in automatically, and I catch her just

limp in my arms.

the building, driving her myself straight

"Hurry!"

yells to me as I weave through traffic,

and I can finally

her body

I instruct all the hospital staff to treat her

unconscious and frail body lay there. I feel a tug in my chest. It

her to open those, beautiful green eyes. To wake up and say something smart and funny