Dumped Omega? Now Their Alpha King Begs at My Feet novel Chapter 22

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Kai's POV

Jax and I were in my office, a stark, modern space of glass and steel overlooking the city lights. We were preparing to head to the Silver Crown compound for the meeting.

A thick file lay open on the desk between us, its contents illuminated by the glow of my desk lamp. It was a dossier on Isabella, the known, public daughter of Alpha Richard Sterling.

The file was exhaustive. It was filled with pictures of a beautiful, polished she-wolf at charity events, political gatherings, and award ceremonies. Photos of her shaking hands with senators, riding horses, graduating with honors. In every photo, her smile was the same. Perfect, polite, and completely empty.

"She's been groomed to be a Luna since birth," Jax said, summarizing the file with his usual efficiency. He tapped a picture of her cutting a ribbon at a hospital wing dedication.

"Perfect pedigree, fluent in three languages, politically savvy, beautiful," he recited. "On paper, she's the perfect match for you, Alpha. The alliance would be solid as a rock."

I glanced at the pictures with a sneer of pure disinterest. "‘Perfect' is boring, Jax."

"This is a political handcuff, nothing more," I said, pushing the file away with the back of my hand. My plan had been simple before all this.

Attend the meeting, show respect, but create enough complications and demands about territory and trade rights to delay the actual union indefinitely.

I had no interest in being shackled to a political doll, no matter how perfect she looked on paper. A life of sanitized, polite boredom was my own personal hell.