Claimed By My Possessive Billionaire Alpha Boss

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ng. It always was when Alpha Kane Cain was in one

ped at the slightest delay, his stormy gray eyes tracking my every move with an intensity that made my skin prickle. As a `wolf

enly growled, not looking up from his laptop. His jaw w

utching my ta

essed aggression in his voic

e salary was unmatched, and the pack-run crèche in the building

The unexpected half-day felt like a rare gift. I could prepare a romantic dinner, surprise m

door and stepped in

out softly, slip

reath, a wave of nausea vi

ting my home. It was thick, musky, and undeniably foul-the heavy, unmistakable scent

cousin. My

against my ribs.

om the second floor. A gig

to the aluminum baseball bat leaning against the wall near the door-a precaution I kep

tairs. With every step, the sickening cocktail of their intertwined scents grew stronge

. The door to the master bedro

through the narrow gap, followed by the unmi

t tightened until my knuckles turned stark white.

naked, a tangle of sweating limbs writhing in the center o