Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Chapter 29

Alaric

I don't know what's gotten inte me lately, I can barely recognize myself anymore.

1 knew Cara was a gold digger, and yet I still got involved with her. I know Cara's body is off limits due to doctor's orders, and yet I still go to the apartment to find her. It's like I can't keep myself away. But why?

"And you still think this is just about the sex?" Grey asked me with a rueful chuckle the first time I went to the apartment after we got the updated medical certificate.

"Stay out of my head, alright?" I replied testily.

"Where is it you would like me to go then?" My wolf growls back. "Or have you forgotten that my existence is tied to yours? Do you think I enjoy simply watching while you destroy our lives?" "Just shut the FUCK up" I yelled at him harshly.

Perhaps too harshly, looking back

Grey and I haven't been the same since. He barely talks to me now, and when he does, he's dripping with disdain.

try to brush off my emotions and keep a level head as best as I can.

The wedding moves closer each day, and each day I'm more impressed by Cara's work.

Not only is she doing a fantastic job with all the wedding planning tasks, but she's also handling her Beta responsibilities. plus some assignments that I would have given to my ex-Gamma George. I look at my calendar and notice that Cara's birthday approaches

so it feels only right to reward her. I want to

purely professional sense,

huffs loudly, not quite bothering to start yet another argument with me about Cara, but not quite willing to let my warm thoughts of Cara go

the apartment to see Cara.

office.

"Alaaaaric!!"

gleefully. "Where ARE

off. She sounds...

you?"

a party! There's a a party and everyone's heeeeerree. But you're NOT

an event for tonight. I declined the invitation due to

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this won't take too

gathered are and Lilia. She's the center of attention. There's a big, broad smile on her face and a hazy look in her eye. Yep,

as soon as she sees me.

arm around Lilia's

against mine, gyrating

still. "We need to be going. Lilia," I say to