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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..

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folding over the kitchen island veins dance all the way the

their cotton

trip

stupid

body as

her to get burned:

killer,” I say

joe as I wobble

that, leselkably enough.

out for only when

from my abo

he kneels do

my si

the sun if

Pressing me into

  • drinking” he says.

haven’t had any sleep.”

of his powerful thi

did

smirks, standing at

the kitchen. “You need water and

a glass of ice

of salmon from Taedora. He

as he hands

feed me when

I watch him

but it’s cut short when be series. succulent bit of fish on 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

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