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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…

across the elegant codes table honest to 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

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is,” she says matter–of–factly

shut. She

Domonic, she admits, “So is Hart. And so is little Ryder that you set on the yacht the

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

my eyes still closed. Do you think they were

feel her hand squeeze mine, so I open my eyes. “I’ve never actually seen them all together

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

the

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

mate. His soulmate. It is why he marked you and it is why he refuses to let you

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

her coffee on the

awa

he did it, he called me

was upset about it?” 1 ask, falling

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

I say with a nod, my eyes filling with tears. Im not a homewrecker. At least… I never

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

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to ask you is… how much do you

“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

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

of all of us, it is usually the Alpha that might have

Domonic states with a shrug, as if that is all that matters. “And I don’t feel

have come across a trap last night or something. Because my wrist is caked with my

“That’s what happened to me last

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