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windows of the executive suite. Down below, the glittering skyline of New York City buz

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't the soft, timid whisper of the girl who had cried in a ballroom thre

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eyes remained dead. "Let them come. I didn't spend three years buil

er screen. "The lead investor is the CEO of the Bloodmoon

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hat nearly killed me. When I woke up, Nova-my wolf-wasn't weak anymore. The near-death trauma had ripped away whatever was holding her back, f

ded to drag me right b

ed, the rage finally b

out now, we lose everything we've worked

ng breath. The old Elena would have pani

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depths of my irises. Let him come. Let Alpha Jaxon Vance

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