Chapter Eighty–Eight

DRAVIN

Demonic A silty feminine voter sounds a Dominic

1 pash agomst his chest to peer behind him and the sight

bothers me: What I don’t lie is the plane she’s giving me in ohrase dispiralone of my being.

shispers, studving my fottures before taming wond

houts, jumping forward to the ow

You’ve got to be hacker kidding me

m Dominica shoulders an be net

up on him. Het dark brown gar Exudes on me and k

I’m sure he can tell how I’m beris

at toward the back of the turke :

to go ahead and in ever be

an, Demooict I want to talk

Tanya tuo an pick out several choice cars of steak

It head in their direction, bell benton latening to myself not to turn around and colect my selections from the butt,

  • boss. Like a physical presence, in

esses into me from behind to soutie ma

bear nothing a blot of

“I take those for you, baby, Domonic’s voice in low and breathe at be reaches an

I mest look relieved, because the dimplied smille be given.

from my syste

one of my hands in his and tugging toward the debut counter.

in you understand that I

grumble, stratbilly glancing around in search of Mos Tama. The more camusudly crowded this munting and I wonder if that mything in

me as we step into

new Alpha I hear

her?” Somebody rhr

brow furrows in aritution, my pui bwening to Placing the meat on the conyor belt, be

sigh. The pur

a newfound doceffe

to feeling. I’m

don’t belong here

or suspicious onlooker. They were nice to

pay for the groceries and step into the cool crisp moting hand in land. The num window slides down to sewal

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Chapter Eighty–Eight

few days and I wonder

it is.

Tu

leight, pulling

diding his body

throwing his arm around my shoulders. It’s thick and packed

alare up of him. She hasn’t

of the cottage. Im led to see Gabriels

I’m not feeling up to the sting of prying eyes.

the store. “I forbid to get

“Emily picked

thinking that there’s

and my own. “Whose idea

would like. Its tight and spandex and everything Draven.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “Talu got

tons, his jaw going tight with annoyance. I better beatser.”

and catch her silent squeal of excitement that says she has something she dying to tell me. The two of us tumble out of the car and head straight

behind my car, unlocking the trunk when he passes me the keys. This pack is a lot

the first time I notice the dark purple hickey fading out at the base of his throat. He notices me staring and clears his throat, his face coloring with something that

shaking my head before taking a seat on my bumper to stare out into the hills behind the town. “I don’t want to live here,” 1 admit,

  • honestly have been trying to

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