The Sacrificed Luna: Reborn in the Arms of a King
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g. He was adjusting his cufflinks in the mirror, looking too polished for a pa
mastered the art of keeping my hand steady, even whe
abe. Don't
head. It felt lik
d. I went to the garage and uncovered my old motorcycle. I hadn'
s naturally faint-a side effect of my condition-but
the northern woods, but
was a boutique establishment owned by th
s away and moved t
gistics. I knew the shift schedules, the blind spots in the cameras
rvice door. I punched in the code: 0412.
to find him-he would sense me probing. Instead
uffled static. The Bond
still smell
My legs burned, my weak constitution pro
hallway, room 505.
my ear t
ale voice giggled. "You'r
keup, Katia. You n
ti
ck's school counselor. The woman who had been "helping" my s
nder the gap at the bottom of th
was low,
shirtless. Katia was wearing a silk ro
ed, and
and shoulder, the skin was r
ark
mine." An Alpha cannot Mark two females. By Marking her, he was effectively overwri
e bite, smirking. She leaned i
suspect?"
She suspects nothing. She's too busy baking cookies a
Jac
n board," A
dropped t
erday that he wishes you were his mother. He says Alex is em
ay seemed
he boy I had sacrifice
being groomed. He
But I didn't let them fall. I couldn't.
the phone back.
he affair. I had the
brushed against a decorative
the floor, but the ceramic scra
hat?" Katia's v
service," Ant
man who had spent two decades trying not to be noticed. I
nthony's v
ors down, my heart po
s weak. They thou
feeling the jagged s
earn exactly where m
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