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the gun, dragging syste

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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…

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 full attention. “Yes,” I admit.

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says matter–of–factly and I whimper.

my eyes shut. She really hist shot. She

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

the wolves in the parking lot and the way they dragged Antman away. Did they kill

still closed. Do

so I open my eyes. “I’ve never

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

the

I am?” I snap incredulously, “I am nobody! I am a fanciful ex–honger! Why would

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

told you a–about me? About…

on the table and

awa

he did

it?” 1 ask,

– 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

my eyes filling with tears. Im not a homewrecker. At least… I never wanted

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

1

the first thing I need to ask you

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

the woods naked. I’m sore and there is blood

have done last night?” Quinn 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 blood that I

start, looking 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 shift.

is all that matters. “And I don’t feel any

I must have come across a trap last night or

happened to me last time, remember

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