The Alpha Lost His Pack After Sleeping With His Secretary

Brooke's sharp nails raked across my face, warm blood trickling into my eyes, painting my vision red. Still not satisfied, she unhooked the leashes of the dogs, letting them loose. "Haven't eaten yet, boys? This she-wolf's your dinner!"

The moment the restraints were off, the slobbering hounds lunged at me, their foul breath hot in my face. I threw up an arm to block, but their teeth sank into my flesh, piercing through with a searing jolt of pain. Fear and agony gripped me, and a heavy ache bloomed in my belly. The IVF had been grueling, my pregnancy symptoms brutal. The healer had warned me: if I didn't take care, this pup wouldn't make it. Already, blood was pooling beneath me.

Someone in the crowd, nervous about the escalation, tried to reason with her. "Don't let this get deadly. Just toss her out."

Brooke snorted, but a lackey jumped in to butter her up. "Brooke's Jason's favorite. Last time someone outbid her for jewelry at the auction, they were groveling at her feet the next day!"

"Even if something happens, Jason's got her back. What's there to worry about?"

Tank, the ringleader, dragged me toward the gate, spitting vile insults. "Brooke's my cousin, and Jason's her mate! You homewrecking vixen, you deserve what's coming!"

My scalp burned as Brooke grabbed my hair, a flicker of jealousy in her eyes as she glared at my face. "His mate couldn't even outshine me. You, a side piece, think you can dream bigger?"

Her words hit like a slap. "You knew he was bound?"

She smirked. "Some washed-up she-wolf? Jason's been done with her for ages. Why else would he ship her off other packs?"

He hadn't told her I'd gone abroad to carry his pup through IVF. Before I could respond, her expression turned venomous. "You think you can claw your way up with a pup? You're not that lucky!"

She drove her foot into my stomach. The pain was blinding, dropping me to my knees. I could feel the faint pulse of my pup's life fading, and panic clawed at my chest. "This pup is Jason's! Get me to a healer, now! If this pup doesn't make it, he'll have your hides!"

The crowd stirred at the sight of my blood, but Tank roared back, "This is Holloway pack business! Anyone calls the enforcers, you're done!"

He pinned me to the ground, forcing my head up as he groveled to Brooke. "Go ahead, Brooke, let her have it. Don't stress yourself out."

Her slaps rained down, my face numb and swollen beyond recognition. She turned to the crowd, her voice dripping with menace. "This is what happens to side pieces! Anyone else tries to seduce Jason, they'll end up worse than her!"

She nodded to Tank. "Strip her and dump her on the street. If she's shameless enough to play the side piece, she doesn't need clothes!"

I clutched my collar, fighting with every ounce of strength I had left. "Let go! I'm not a side piece!"

As they dragged me toward the territory's edge, I shouted a number to the onlookers. "Anyone who calls this number and tells them what's happening, I'll pay you a million!"

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