Rejecting Alpha for an Omega
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My fiancé listed me as his emergency contact, but drove home with his mistress.
I bailed Damon out of jail after he fought for her. Then he left me on the curb in a negative-fifteen-degree blizzard, watching his taillights fade into the white chaos. I was freezing to death, my body shutting down, when a sleek black car pulled up.
Caleb Vance. The hated half-brother. The "monster."
He didn't look at me with pity. He looked at me with amber-gold eyes burning with possessive fury. "You'd rather freeze than risk impropriety?" he growled, scooping me out of the snow like I weighed nothing. His scent—ice, cedar, and tobacco—wrapped around me, warmer than any fire.
While Damon slept with another woman, the "monster" carried me to his bed.
One is a marriage alliance bound by blood pacts, the other a fated impulse. How should Elena choose?
I bailed Damon out of jail after he fought for her. Then he left me on the curb in a negative-fifteen-degree blizzard, watching his taillights fade into the white chaos. I was freezing to death, my body shutting down, when a sleek black car pulled up.
Caleb Vance. The hated half-brother. The "monster."
He didn't look at me with pity. He looked at me with amber-gold eyes burning with possessive fury. "You'd rather freeze than risk impropriety?" he growled, scooping me out of the snow like I weighed nothing. His scent—ice, cedar, and tobacco—wrapped around me, warmer than any fire.
While Damon slept with another woman, the "monster" carried me to his bed.
One is a marriage alliance bound by blood pacts, the other a fated impulse. How should Elena choose?
