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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…

from my lips and shooting across the elegant codes table honest to God cough up my lungs. “1-1.” I stammer ungraciously, leaning forward to digest me

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matter–of–factly

my eyes shut. She really

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

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

I begin, my eyes still closed. Do

mine, so I open my eyes. “I’ve never actually

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

the

incredulously, “I am nobody! I am a fanciful ex–honger! Why would they…“I

eyes falling toward my bite mark. “You are not nobody, You are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is why he marked you and

her. “H–he told you

coffee on the table

awa

he did it, he

1 ask, falling sad.

head vehemently. “No! Not in 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 to leave him. Because of Angle and I guess…he

a nod, my eyes filling with tears. Im not

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

1

guess, the first thing I need to ask you is…

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

wake in the woods naked. I’m sore and there is blood on me. Mine and… someone else’s. What the fuck

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

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

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

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

what happened to

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