Alpha Alessandro

“I, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita, reject you, wolf huntress Valerie Morozov, as my mate and Luna.” He said, glaring at the woman, his mate, as she lay bare on the bed that they shared the other night.

“I, Valerie Morozov, accept your rejection, Alpha Alessandro D’Almerita.”

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Rejected, torn, pregnant, and angry.

But when a wolf turns up in her infirmary, injured, beaten, and shot, Valerie is surprised that it is no other than the Alpha, her family’s sworn enemy, who rejected her.

None other than Alpha Alessandro…

Valerie:

“Where the fuck?” I asked, frowning in confusion as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

“Good morning,” he said, entering the room. His blue eyes met my green orbs and I couldn’t help but frown in confusion as I tried to remember where I was or how I got here.

“I was drunk, wasn’t I?” I asked, and the man smiled, putting a cup of coffee on the bedside table beside me. I looked down at it for a second before turning to face him. My heart raced and I couldn’t help but frown as my blood boiled. I grabbed the cup, and the man chuckled before wrapping his hand around my wrist.

“Not so fast, huntress.” He said, and I let the cup go, knowing that I would be harming myself if I choose to do anything too rushed. He took a step back, and I covered my body with the blanket as he kept his eyes on mine. “Or should I say, mate?”

“There is no…”

“Believe it or not, as much as feeding my wolf’s hunger was tempting as I felt you, this was the last thing that I wanted to find myself dealing with.” He said, making my eyes darken. I tried to find my blade, and he smirked, pulling it out of the back of his pocket to show it to me. “Looking for this?”

“You fucking…”

“I am not going to hurt you, believe me, I would have if I wanted to.” He said, smirking as he threw the blade to me. I grabbed it midair, and he nodded, seeming impressed before taking a step forward to sit on the edge of the bed beside me. I couldn’t be the mate of a monster, my family’s enemy. “But it seems to me that the two of us are not going to meet in a middle line, would we?”

“You screwed…”

“You enjoyed it, well, the two of us did.” He said, smirking at me. The picture of him on top of me, leaning in as I wrapped my arms around his neck with a smile on my face played in my head, and I had to force myself to close my legs so as to not have the scent of my arousal hit his nostrils. “But now it is time for your rejection.”

“Rejection?”

“Surely, you don’t expect me to be with a huntress whose family’s aim is to kill me, my family, and my