oe
at," I said, my tone co
lure to show jealousy. He pulled out hi
eatrical whine. "I'm so exhausted from trai
e doorframe, observing the scene as on
ser, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Don't push your luck, Chloe. An Omeg
. I turned my back and walk
, I let last month's full
r side of the square, a chasm of public space separating us. He was terrified that some s
her pheromones drift toward him as she pressed her arm against his. They laughed together, discussing pack e
Mind-Link. Jackson, tell them th
. It is a matter of politic
k fringe of the forest. I kept looking back over my shoulder, my eyes fixed
earth. The ground simply gave way, and I fell into a steep, rock-st
l, screaming his name
at me. But instead of leaping down, he hesitated. He glanced back toward the bonfire, a flic
e edge. Then turned and walke
hed me to the pack hospital in her rattling car. I sat in the passenger seat, my body wracked with sil
iscovered I was pregnan
to a fleck of ice before it hit my hand. Sophie didn't see. I stared at th
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