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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…

sputtering 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 and grant her my

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she says matter–of–factly

I hiss, clamping my eyes shut. She really hist shot. She said that Rider

is Hart. And so is little Ryder that you set on the yacht

parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did they

eyes still closed. Do

I open my eyes. “I’ve never

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

the

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

are not nobody, You are Rainier’s mate. His soulmate. It is why he marked you and it is why he refuses to let

her. “H–he told you

“He did,” she places her coffee on the table and scoots closer to me. “He

awa

he did it, he called me right

upset about it?” 1 ask, falling

way you think. I mean well – he’s just upset that he didn’t ask permission

eyes filling with tears. Im not

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

1

first thing I need to ask you is… how much do you

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

I’m sore and there is blood on me. Mine and… someone else’s. What

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. What the fuck? I’m never

toward him 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 our forced

with a shrug, as if that is all that

must have come across a trap

happened to

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