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The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Thirty–Four

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contentment just watching him.

tha tray full of exp

que says, taking my glans and

Yes, taking another sip of my social before handing it

I don’t actually see him walk in

Took like I’m just in tite for lunch..

slags me in tr

folding over the kitchen island veins dance all the way the

their

trip

at my stupid remark.

her body as she pushes me out

her to

I stand. Im a killer,” I say softly, mentally facepalming

wobble

that, leselkably

Reaching out for only when

erupt from my

he kneels

my

sun

Pressing me into

  • says. “Especially

had any sleep.”

of his

his jeann. “I did

smirks, standing

kitchen. “You need

glass of ice

salmon from Taedora. He

he

to feed me when

me to drink. While I do, I watch him spear a

of the fork press gently into

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