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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…

ungraciously, leaning forward to digest me and

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Chapter One Hundred–Fifty–Six

is,” she says matter–of–factly and I whimper.

hiss, clamping my eyes shut. She

little Ryder that

thumping as I think of the wolves in the parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did

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

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

I’m more than certain it was them. They were protecting you. Because of who you

the

I am?” I snap incredulously, “I am nobody! I am a fanciful ex–honger! Why would they…“I gasp, my hand

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

at her. “H–he told you

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

awa

it when he did

1 ask, falling sad. “He regrets

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

I say with a nod, my eyes filling with tears. Im not a homewrecker. At

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

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thing I need to ask

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

I’m sore and there

asks 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

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 shift.

to our females, Domonic states with a shrug, as if that is all that matters.

middle of Blackjack,” Quinn gripes. “And I must have come across a trap last

“That’s what happened

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