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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…

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

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matter–of–factly

shit, I hiss, clamping my eyes shut. She really hist shot. She said that Rider is a werewolf,

little Ryder that you set on the yacht

lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did they kill him? Well, of course they did, dub. he gets

tonight,” I begin, my eyes still closed. Do you think

hand squeeze mine, so I open my eyes.

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

the

am a fanciful ex–honger! Why would they…“I gasp, my hand going to the mark

not nobody, You are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate.

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

places her coffee on

awa

he did it, he called me

1 ask,

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

my eyes filling with tears. Im not a homewrecker.

“You’re not. There’s a lot to explain. So I

1

first thing I need to ask you is…

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

the twelve of us wake in the woods naked. I’m sore and there

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 the same singer’s blood that I have on myself feel strange. Like… I dont know… kind of sad.

answers. Out of all of us, it is usually the Alpha

a shrug, as if that is all

Blackjack,” Quinn gripes. “And I must have come across a trap last night or something. Because

says. “That’s what happened to me last time, remember

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