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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…

“1-1.” I stammer ungraciously, leaning forward

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matter–of–factly and

eyes shut. She really hist shot. She said that Rider

is little Ryder that you set on the

the way they dragged Antman away. Did they kill him? Well, of course they did, dub. he gets

still

open my

certain it was them. They were protecting

the

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

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

her. “H–he told you

she places her coffee on the table and

awa

upset about it when he did it, he called me right

was upset about it?” 1 ask, falling sad. “He regrets

“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

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

a lot to explain. So I guess,

1

thing I need to ask you is…

“Shifters?!?!?”

RAINIER

is barely visible through the clouds when the twelve of us wake in the woods naked. I’m sore and there is blood on me. Mine and… someone

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 have on myself feel strange.

toward him for answers. Out of all of us, it is usually the Alpha

Domonic states with a shrug, as if that is all

I must have come across

“That’s what happened to

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