Beneath the Crown's Teeth

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ke it had a vendetta, soaked in heat and the kind of sil

like a second, sweat-drenched skin. The flannel shirt stuc

ed. Like they needed to dress the merc

era

to boil, for my stomach to twist, for my skin to feel like it was crawling. Someth

smell

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Pheromones, sweat, arrog

toys wander so far off the shelf,'

jaw ticked. I

ched in post-training heat. His pants rode

pha rent you out already? Wouldn't blame him. I'd

ne wen

-amber, bloods

smi

o one wanted to keep you? Bet you've got that sweet, broken

e it

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p. The way snakes smile

living in a pack that only tolerates you because you'r

irk tw

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enough to make him

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short. Dirty.

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ed in my hair,

me

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it like a

king s

ake him grunt-but not hard enough to stop him. His weight crushed me down,

before he gets here?' he whispered, finge

lying, feet kicking, but he was

air punched out of me in a

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the auction stage,' he snarled. 'Thought you were hot shit in yo

panicking now, struggling

and leaned down, lips

for. Why else would an Alpha buy

ked. I twist

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tore open at the shoulder, o

leave my lungs lik

o scramble back, yanked me so hard

s gonna

clawed at

the win

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rocess it, the b

ound, thrown across the traini

d. Breathless, ugly sounds spilled out o

stepped

ld. Just black cargo pants, heavy

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sweat, jaw tight, hair windswept l

dn't

even lo

bastard still wheezing in the

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i's arm shot out, catching one of the wolves mid-charge. The poor b

bare-chested, jaw tight, muscles tense with the promis

nd.

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jerked

s. Raven hair

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how

re. Not far anym

lip. 'We're losing control. The eastern and southern ranks-' He cut of

ars were ringing. My knees wob

dirt like someo

happeni

at felt like. I didn't kno

ong and to

her out of here

didn't h

ed me by

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were fluttering,

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ething brutal u

me, one arm under my thigh

weighed

gers as the wind shifted again-and the sc

lai

he chaos, hauling me back toward the

pha Qu

uldn't sto

open with the

loor before I even reg

crambling to catch my balance. The breath kn

didn't spare

broad, inked shoulders stiff with fury, swea

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very cursed god-

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