Chapter One Hundred Fifty Siz

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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…

leaning forward to digest me and grant

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Chapter One Hundred–Fifty–Six

matter–of–factly and

eyes shut. She really hist shot. She said that Rider

so is little Ryder that you set on the yacht the other

think of the wolves in the parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did they kill him? Well, of course they did,

still closed. Do you think they were

do,” she interrupts and I feel her hand squeeze mine, so I open my eyes. “I’ve never actually seen them all together during the

tonight, but I’m more than certain it was them. They were protecting you. Because of

the

I am?” I snap incredulously, “I am nobody! I am a fanciful ex–honger! Why would they…“I gasp, my hand going to the mark on my neck, “Oh!”

are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is why he marked you and it is why

you a–about me? About… biting

nods. “He did,” she places her coffee on the table and

awa

about it when he did it, he

about it?” 1 ask,

the way you think. I mean well – he’s just upset that he didn’t ask permission first. He

filling with tears. Im

softly. “You’re not. There’s a lot to explain. So I guess, know about Shifters?”

1

I need to

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

sun is barely visible through the clouds when the twelve of us wake in the woods naked. I’m sore and there is blood on me. Mine

as to what we might have done last night?” Quinn asks and I see for the first time that he too is covered in blood. His wrist is painted in his own and

start, looking toward him for answers. Out of all of us, it is usually the Alpha that might have an idea of what we got into

a shrug, as if that is all that matters. “And I don’t feel any pain,

middle of Blackjack,” Quinn gripes. “And I must have come across a

what happened to

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