Craving The Ruthless Alpha!

Three:

the edge of the mountains

s barely lit, but she moved like a girl possessed, sin

name... he cal

face, wild and soft. She'd already washed twice, once last night, once before dawn and now she stood in fr

kline, delicate white stitching that formed tiny moons and wolves. It was the one she'd secre

wasn't punishme

silver beads on the straps and added a spritz of vanilla bl

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. One of him with his sword drawn, painted in watercolor. Another, a side profile where his eyes l

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of my

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twirl outside the door with a basket of dried to

first date with Prince

. You're going to serve him and his testosterone ridden war

delight. "Shi

s they made their way down

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river was already loud with

water, tossing wet rocks or wrestling playfully. Their howls of laughter echoed through the tre

breath

of them

he was

he elbows. He was barefoot, and his legs were damp from the knees down. His hair was pushed

d like the moon had

ease don't faint. Or

djusting her dress nervously

the warriors' domain, one of them shouted, "We

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asket to her chest, trying

head mockingly. "She looks more like a flower g

speak, but Ronan's voic

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e fell

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truck her l

tered but onl

e towels, pouring water from her jug into tin cups, trying to pr

few feet away, arms c

cup to a nearby warri

said with a smirk. "You

but she shook her he

. "Bet she enjo

ly watches

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ching the wet fabric. "I

id flatly. "You'll be

chuckled quie

he stream, stripping off his tunic and tossing it onto a

nd red faced, blinking b

her. "Do you still

ispered

g to die of humiliation be

s and stared into th

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erself, whisperin

girl by putting her clos

the warriors howled behind her, Lyra Hale