da
ching his smoking thigh and shivering uncontrollably. The foul smell of burnt werewolf flesh and weormal rejection oath righ
es darting frantically toward the heavy iron gates of the Simo
ack assembly and said, 'I, Dillon, r
ked mate bond triggers the full, soul-tearing agony of the Rejection Ritual. Having her soul ripped in half by the man she loved, w
stood by and watched her get
raight up out of the puddle, my grip tight enough
ing a bruised shade of purple. "The Lewis Pack sent her body back with the divorce papers days ago! They claimed that afte
wet cement. A maniacal, terrifying laugh clawed its way out of my throat, echoing off the stone walls o
ybachs sliced through the rain before screeching to a halt in front of us. Six Simon Pack Enforcers in tail
a large black umbrella held by a subordinate. He was the personal proxy of my grandmoth
crippled guards bleeding on the ground bef
h, how dare you bring something so
hing f
ng across his smug face. "The woman lying in there is the
Rogue now, a useless shell who couldn'
ptive mother, Beatrice, just spent the last hour kneeling on the cold marble floor of the grand hall, beggi
rude brought unforgivable shame upon the Simon Pack. If she hadn't been so
odlust surged straight to the top of my skull. The mental image of my gentle mother, Beatrice, kneeli
ermanently barred from the family cemetery! Haul th
stepped forward, their claws extendi
d I'll chop yo
y voice low, steady, and vibrating with a lethal p
reject who can't even
asy takedown of a fragile human. Giana tensed to strike
ists, and twisted with all my hidden, terrifying weight. The loud, sickening crack of snapping bone echoed clearly
face, his mouth falling open as he stared at my
lfless have that kin
nd tell Ag
ngers, my voice dropping an octave, reso
oesn't deserve to
e, and strode back to the cab of the heavy
a, ge
ere are w
s I turned the ignition key. The heavy diesel engine roared to life like a wa
is Pack hea
harsh, clinical glow of the dashboard lights. "Since they want to play dirty, I'm goi
e thorny bushes in sheer panic as the steel rig plowed right through the outer wooden barricades, shattering them into splinters. I left the opul
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