The Unwanted Mate: Her Secret White Wolf Identity

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table, leaning into her face. "Where is Christ

a newborn pup, Jaimen. You think she is hiding? You think my daughte

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trength. She lunged against her restraints. "You rejected her! Y

tasting like ash in my mouth. "I did

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something in the air behind me. "She is screaming, but yo

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her chin. *"A witch's services... aren

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her eyes sliding shut. "Check the withdrawals fr

whip in my hand, staring

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stormed out

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at Ivanna was innocent, that Christeen was a trait

wed me. And for the first time, I realized the si

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