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The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Thirty–Four

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glass doors. Reaching out for

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sun

into the sofa

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haven’t had any sleep.”

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standing at his

kitchen. “You need

a glass of

of salmon from

he hands me

to feed me

I watch him spear a piece of

tines of the fork press gently into my use my mouth over

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