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The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Thirty–Four

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folding over the kitchen island veins dance all the way the

their cotton bonds.

trip

my stupid

her body

her to get burned:

I stand. Im a killer,”

I wobble around the

leselkably enough.

Reaching out for only when i

from my abo

he kneels

lighting my si

sun

Pressing me into the sofa

  • says. “Especially

haven’t had any sleep.”

of his powerful

did sleep. A tiny bit.”

standing at

the kitchen. “You need water and food”

a glass of ice

salmon from Taedora. He

sofa as he hands

to feed

I do, I watch

my tongue. The tines of the fork press gently into my use my mouth over it. Chewing thoughtfully, I watch as his jaw clinches, his brow furrowing as he cuts

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