d down the rust
combat boots hit the wet pavement of te pulled her black hood up, shielding h
led in the
er. Tires screeched violently on the wet asphalt. Th
r breath. Heavily armed men poured out of the
guards stepped out from the shadows,
ap
opened. A guard raised a large bl
rly still feeling the physiological aftershocks of the poison. Yet, his posture was terrifyingly dominant. The neurotoxin was co
en Glock. She calculated her odds. Tw
expensive Italian leather shoes stepp
away. His piercing gray eyes
demanded. His voice cut thr
eaned casually against the wet brick wall,
used a potent antivenom serum originally prepped for a racehorse bitt
his cheek. His pride was visibly stung by the imp
d her personal space. The scent of expensive cedar
rip was firm, his skin still cool from the freezing rain. H
olute, bored annoyance. Her stomach tightened, but
skills that can take down my elit
underground fighting rings requires a heavy hand.
. Sterling's thumb brushed agains
apped his hand a
anded, holding out her empty
e bruise forming on his neck, shouted over the
instantly snapped his mouth shut. Ste
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id without blinking. "Unt
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ped his
a secure, waterproof tablet.
ocket. She pulled it out, checked the anonymous walle
ed aside, clea
ling warned, his voice a low promise
houlder brushed deliberately against his tail
o the crowded, chao
the spot where she had been. He rubbed his thu
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