The Heir Apparent's Rejected Mate (Five Packs, #2)

by Cate C. Wells

My mate, the future alpha, rejected me in front of the entire school, and I could probably eat him in three bites. Well, damn. Ain’t Fate a bitch.

Before I drift off, I hear a pup say through the thin trailer wall, “Why does it smell like wood?” “That’s Cadoc Collins,” Rosie murmurs in reply. “He smells nice.” “So does cyanide,” she says.

“I wanted to claim you. Hold you. I didn’t want to leave. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. And I thought the pain and the shame from hurting you and letting you down, I thought that was the sacrifice, right? For the greater good.” I can feel his tension, in his taut muscles and flowing through bond. “But it didn’t make sense. The only truly good thing I’ve ever known is you.”