Rejected, And Became A Heiress (Cara) novel Chapter 2

ALaric.

“It should have been Cara!”

After propose, my wolf’s voice was cold and firm in my head.

“I told you, Grey,”

I sighed, speaking with my wolf internally, “This is my choice, not yours.”

“And it was also your choice to have sex with Cara just last month! She was good enough for you then!” Grey insisted.

“You know good and well the mate bond is hard to resist. But having sex with her doesn’t mean I love her. And it certainly doesn’t mean she’s fit to be the pack’s true Luna,”

We’d been over this so many times since I had decided to propose to Lilia that it was grating my nerves.

He growled at me, clearly upset. But he would just have to get over it.

“Alpha King! Congratulations! And such a fine and beautiful she-wolf to be the pack’s Luna!”

The pack elders were patting me on the back, beside themselves with pride that I had selected a noble-born from a neighboring pack to join Pack DarkWood’s Alpha family.

“Thank you for such kind words. I’m sure my brother, the Alpha King of Pack BloodyMoon, will be excited to hear that we intend to try for pups right away,”

Lilia’s voice was demure and sweet as she stroked her belly lovingly.

“What excellent news! An heir right away!” The elders were overjoyed.

They’d been plaguing me with questions about when I’d produce an heir. Every pack meeting for three years had ended with a reminder from the elders that time was ticking to settle down, marry, and establish the new Alpha family. It was for the stability of the pack, they had insisted.

I used to think that it’d be Cara at my side. Smart, strong, incredibly sexy… Cara is everything I wanted in a Luna.

I never cared that she was low-born, she was an incredible worker and always put the pack above herself. Or so I thought.

I’ll never forget the day that changed it all. The day I learned what she REALLY cares about.

I remember Cara’s plea to my father the day before I took over as Alpha King.

*

“But that’s not enough,”

I honestly didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but my father’s office door was wide open, and as Alpha King-to-be, I figured I probably had a right to listen.

“The deal is done, Cara. You’ll take the Agent Luna position temporarily for the time being,” my father had said to her.

“But the money! Please, just need more money…” she replied.

*

I stormed off at that point, unable to bear any more of her pathetic attempts to weasel my family, and the pack, out of more money.

When I pulled up the pack’s financial records and saw the frequent, large transfers into Cara’s bank account, anger coursed through my veins.

She had said in her own words that even those substantial sums were not enough. It was all about money for her!

I know she didn’t have the best upbringing being raised as a pack adoptee, but where was her sense of loyalty to the pack? To me?

The betrayal cut me so deep that I vowed then and there that I would never propose to Cara. Fate Mates be damned.

I never expected that my Fate Mate would be a gold digger. And every time pay day comes, she’s all too happy to receive a check. It’s like salt in the wounds all over again.

But damn if she didn’t make it hard to resist. I’ll admit, I haven’t been a perfect angel. Sometimes when I’m around Cara her scent envelopes me, and my instincts, my wolf, just take over.

The sex has been amazing. Better than amazing.

She fits me perfectly, exactly as I’d expect for a Fate Mate.

“We need her! ” my wolf, Grey, growls in my head.