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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…

God cough up my lungs. “1-1.” I stammer ungraciously, leaning forward to digest me and grant her my full attention. “Yes,” I admit. 1-1 was but I know how stupid explanation for what

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is,” she says matter–of–factly and I

fucking shit, I hiss, clamping my eyes shut. She really hist shot. She said

little Ryder

the wolves in the parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away.

eyes still

she interrupts and I feel her hand squeeze mine, so I open my

it was them. They were protecting you. Because of who

the

am nobody! I am a fanciful ex–honger! Why would they…“I gasp, my hand going to

His soulmate. It is why he

you

places her coffee on the table and scoots closer to

awa

it when he did it,

upset about it?” 1 ask, falling sad.

he’s just upset that he didn’t ask permission first. He was afraid that you were going to leave him. Because of Angle and I

with tears. Im not a homewrecker. At least… I never wanted

her head softly. “You’re not. There’s a lot to explain. So

1

I need to ask you

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

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 and…

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 the rest of him in

Alpha that might have an idea of what we got into the

as if that is

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

“That’s what happened

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