The Rejected Luna Is the Hidden Heiress

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ll you that you're inferti

. The pack doctor pushed up his glasses and looked at me with a c

more urgent than I expected. "Damon wouldn't li

research report on improving werewolf physiology, the pack had been little more than a few rickety wooden buildings without even a proper medical room. I was

the most remarkable omega I've ever met." I still remembered how serious he looked when he said

I shoved the report into my bag

ew heavier. I didn't open an umbrella. I let it soak my hair, thinking only one thing: Damon ne

irs, and went straight to his study

e familiar desk where I had sat only last night, explaining clinical data to him in detail. My mind went com

an turned toward him. "When are you finally divorcing that ome

son?

y at random because he wanted to help me move past the pain of being "infertile." I had been so mo

a sound and pressed myself against the

hen he spoke to me. "You were the one who left for Europe. My parents were

" Anger sharpened Sylvia's voice. "And L

ck. Once the agreement is done, she'll be driven out immediately. And why are you worried? She thinks sh

ancing toward the door. "We'll thr

p and let out a moan th

was true. He had lied about my infertility so I would be more grateful

ach. I gripped the wall to keep from slidi

nd met him. He told me our bond was deeper than a werewolf bond and that he could never leave me.

, working myself to exhaustion to make this pack stronger. I had never forgotten th

d a chance to humiliate me, calling me a useless omega who couldn't even produce an heir. His sister insisted that I had sta

pack will question you. But I know your value. Once we defeat the strongest pack on the East C

he laboratory and take the core research data before he could throw me out. My shoes were soaked and I was freezing, but

ckly before I was th

hone

came through the line. "May I

aught. "Ms.

ed away yesterday. According to his will, you are his only legal heir

ed. "How is t

transferred one billion dollar

d on my phone. I look

alance: $1,

as r

xpectedly calm. "I need you t

ment, Ms.

reement before we married. My money was mine, and his was his. But now it's different, Al

n, letting it fall across my face. Th

safe where the core data was stored. I put the encrypted hard drive and the paper

ished, Dam

ntle as ever. "Come home.

me certainly counted as one. I looked at th

e exactly what the omega