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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

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Chapter One Hundred–Fifty–Six

is,” she says matter–of–factly

eyes shut. She really hist shot. She said

Domonic, she admits, “So is Hart. And so is little Ryder

parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did

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

feel her hand squeeze mine, so I open my eyes. “I’ve

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

the

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

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

told you

she places her coffee on

awa

about it when he did it, he called me right

was upset about it?” 1 ask, falling sad. “He regrets

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

my eyes filling with tears. Im

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

1

to ask

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

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

he too is covered in blood. His wrist is painted in his own and the rest

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

doesn’t belong to our females, Domonic states with a shrug, as if that is all that matters. “And I don’t feel any pain, so they must

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

what happened to me last

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