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."

needed to be because

working

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

Beta. There have been so many little complications since

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

Alpha King to

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

the pack. And working a lot

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

thoughts are interrupted by George escorting

is from a noble bloodline. Each has an impressive resume, interview them one by one, asking tough questions and

so nervous, I can see them shaking. Others are transfixed by

precious few perform well enough, but I can't help but compare them to Cara. Even the best of them is nowhere near as smart nor as capable as

last candidate leaves. I look back to the list of names, hoping that

out

I see the initials 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.

G.B. for George

of a direct order I told him to

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

It's Cara.

And she's fainting.

catch her

limp in my arms.

building, driving her myself

"Hurry!"

me as I weave through traffic, trying to

Grey and I can

her body

I instruct all the hospital staff

her bed, watching her unconscious and frail body lay there. I feel a tug in my chest. It feels like

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