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When I finally stepped into the foyer, the silence of the house hit me like a physical

king frantically against the marble, an

turned the shower on, cranking the handle until the water was steaming, bordering

Scrub

skin until it turned raw and red, d

d, storm,

e more my inner wolf whined in protest. She didn't want to lose it. She was clawing at m

ars mingling with the spray of

bathroom doo

n. He was still wearing his tuxedo from last night, his tie undone,

ou have any idea how foolish I looked last night? My wife, disa

e didn't ask where I had been.

chest, terrified he would catch a whiff of the Alpha scent that still l

nd unimpressive-assaulted my nose. "You're weak, Delilah. A pathetic excuse fo

but as he turned his head slightly, the morn

fr

mark. It was fresh, angry, and red. Th

aw m

me moments ago evaporated, re

asked, my voice su

his momentum st

his neck. "That mark, Jaden. Tha

ch. His heartbeat spiked-I could hear the fra

s eyes darting away. "It's from train

pooling at my feet. "You haven't joined the pack run in six

backing away toward the door. "This is why I can't stand being around you! You're

ind him, the sound vibr

dripping from my hair. He was ly

droom. Jaden was gone, but in his haste to escape my

ue, the sc

ped up. The sender wa

zy. Jaden, you promised you'd get the supple

left m

ielle

ere actually my songs-melodies I had written in the dead of night, poured from my s

. morning

ed Jaden for a pup for two years. He had told me we we

giving a

y dignity, and now, the

ing wolf. The tears stopped. The fear of the man in the

m. I didn't th

ever entered. I pushed aside a heavy stack of boxes and pressed the hidden

keyboard. The walls were plastered with my original sheet music-the

flew across the keys, typing a message to the only person in this world

d a favor. I need Jaden Mcclain's financial records, hi

antly. "Target acquired.

sic on the wall, then do

n," I whispered t

tim. If Jaden wanted a war, I would