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mor, perfectly pitched

d back stiffening, but

e fixed on the floorboards. "They will smell the Rejection on me by morning. The

his ice-blue eyes narrowi

t expect

r tears, not a calculate

in my submissive posture. "But it will breed instability in your Pack. More importantly... how will the pups respect

between us, thic

everything and d

ntirely on his honor and his pups, I made it impossible

ased the doorknob and stepped back into the room. "But the

Alpha," I

om, his movements rigid as he began

his boundaries, I stepped forward, reaching out wit

Alpha," I

even make

personal space, the air in th

ripped from his throat, vibrat

ing to a lethal, beastly octave that

back, bowing my head

own shoulders and threw it ov

eath his anger conf

isgust; it was a desperate

s cursed blood woul

d his abso

king-sized bed felt lik

iberian cedar and winter frost keeping me painfully a

offered

me back to the gilded slaugh

ha King's dea

s pinning me to the f

oned wine tore through my thro

lowing me out, leaving me shiverin

. so c

nscious state, my surviv

ded w

drawn blindly to the only sourc

, intoxicat

ssing into something

r chest, my fingers curling tightly

vy, unsuppressed wave of my wild hyacinth scent, the

nce, followed by a violent shudder that felt like