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nor
ounter. I stared into the amber liquid in my glass, watching the ice cubes surrender to the cheap whiskey. It burned. God
e ho
ntire worthless existence to serving, held me up to his glitte
his enemies' weaknesses, smiled through every degradation while his Pack whispered wolfless freak behind my back. And I
daughter of a powerful Alpha with territory stretching across thre
ut the memory was a wound
naking around Deann's narrow waist. "She's just a wolfless charit
y body remained a silent, empty tomb. Defective. Broken. A cosmic joke the Moon Goddess forgot to finish. I had spent ten years in the Thornton Pack, ten years letting Caleb
ip. I wanted to shatter it.
sweeth
A heavy, sweat-slicked hand clamped down on my thigh,
my eyes sn
and three days of unwashed body odor. His friend stood at my other side,
one crooned, his thumb stroking my thigh through the silk of my dress.
t his hand, but without a wolf to grant even a whisper of supernat
d, leaning in so close I could count the broken ca
rstool, but they pressed closer, a wall of unwashed flesh and predatory intent. The
. Wolfless.
ike al
rature in the
more primal- a suffocating, bone-deep weight that instantly crushed the oxygen out of the room. The
washed
raging rainstorm. R
terrifying than anything I had ever felt in a decade of bowin
rashed into a table of empty bottles. Glass exploded. Blood sprayed. His friend took one look at the towering shadow that had m
le
the floor went still, too
lowly, my pulse th
neon light, a bespoke black suit stretched over muscles that didn't belong in any boardroom. His jaw was granite, h
eyes that sto
possessive fury so absolute, so specifi
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