Rejected, And Became A Heiress

Please Became 90

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"You're right, you can handle that, I'm sure of it." Ruby shoots me a sweetly supportive smile, "But that sounds like a tough day. Do you want to tell me more?"

"I think I was able to show the Pack House my true intentions, and that I'm not just helping them to boost my ego or image. So that's one problem solved." I say, releasing more tension from my shoulders.. "And the Alpha King?" Ruby asks.

"That one's not as simple... He thinks that I'm married to Aylon Auburn," I look at her face, eager to see her reaction.

Ruby's face first shows shock and surprise, which immediately morphs into amusement. Her laughter fills the room. "How on earth did he get that idea?"

"I'm not sure, but I didn't correct him either. I'm getting tired of these secrets, it's the only way to ensure the children can stay hidden." I bite my lip. but / think

"What did he say about it? About your..." Ruby giggles again wiggling her eyebrows, " husband?"

"He seemed angry at first, but it was strange... like he was angry on my behalf? He thinks my 'husband' is using me," I tell her.

Ruby snorts, "He should know. He uses people all the time!"

exactly sure what she means by that. Alaric

bet. He's just putting on a show so that you'll come back to him and be his pet, available at his every call and command," Ruby says, sounding

everything that had happened with Lilia and Alaric, but I'm still surprised to hear her

whatever he wants, and it's easy for him because he has no feelings! He's basically a cold, emotionless machine who only sees people for what they can offer him. He's an Alpha, Cara. An Alpha King!

Alaric I

no

else get close enough to him

true emotions the only one he allowed inside his private

this is all just agame to him. Maybe he's just toying with me, waiting for the

so much to consider that my head

while in

still on my mind as I'm getting into the

I can't keep spending so much time thinking about this man, about his emotions that he may or may not have, about

you ready to go home?" I ask my daughter, as I turn the

says happily. She looks like she's feeling better, finally. Relief washes through me anew, just glad that my daughter is

phone buzzes with a text notification. It's from an unknown number,

is September 19

September 19?