Chapter One Hundred Fifty Siz

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Hey, Fay dily, lay dow

the gun, dragging syste

Just park in the ‘s How to the new one

last park in the bark at tamami

the grins, taking a seat next t

“The strip club?” I map,

ig for the first tinue what bar boges

“Yes,” she says with a roll of her ages.

“Out” I smile. “That’s cool” My ex

wadays menit, gang come the georgan and going up the act to fatter to

“The twebe?” I ask, nurious.

She only nods, her bright green ga shattering

“The only thing this place is missing is a fireplace, I comment

She smiles softly, taking a sip of her coffee. “Yeah I don’t the one in our bedroom upstairs and down here. He has done i I need a fireplace.”

“Right,” I agree, my eyes falling to her neck and to the mark th

“So…” she says with a raise of her eyebrows, “Your woodering

andy viable now in the dim lign. So…

lungs. “1-1.” I stammer ungraciously, leaning forward to digest me and grant her my full attention. “Yes,” I

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she says matter–of–factly and I whimper.

fucking shit, I hiss, clamping my eyes shut. She

little Ryder that you set on

thumping as I think of the wolves in the parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did they kill him? Well, of course they did, dub. he gets drugged away by wolves and lives?

I begin, my eyes still

squeeze mine, so I open my eyes. “I’ve never actually seen them

tonight, but I’m more than certain it was them.

the

a fanciful ex–honger! Why

nods, her eyes falling toward my bite mark. “You are not nobody, You are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is why he marked you and

at her. “H–he told you a–about me? About…

her coffee on the table and

awa

when he did

it?” 1 ask,

you think. I mean well – he’s just upset that he didn’t ask

say with a nod, my eyes filling with tears. Im

There’s a

1

to ask you is… how much

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

us wake in the woods naked. I’m sore and there is blood on me. Mine and… someone else’s. What the fuck happened

for the first time that he too is covered in blood. His wrist is painted in his own and the rest of him in the same singer’s blood that I

usually the Alpha that might have an idea of what we got into the night of our forced

that is all that matters. “And I don’t feel

have come across a trap last

what happened to me last

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