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The Pack Rule Number 1 No Mates

Chapter One Hundred–Thirty–Four

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walk into the kitchen. “You

glass of ice

salmon from Taedora.

sofa as he

plans to feed me

I watch him

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

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