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ed. The loud chatter, the drunken laughter, the simmering aggressio

n Ha

f power and absolute authority that made even the most h

ear, but from the thrill of the hunt. The bai

couting for capable rogues to add to his personal retinue

owner, completely oblivious to the seemingly pathetic Omega n

the bar. I let my knees buckle, feigning a drunken stumble

the contents of my glass sloshing over

the bar. In their eyes, I had j

met mine. He saw a woman, reeking of whiskey and sorr

mixture of alcohol-fueled haze and genuine-looking terror. "I'm

he picture of a heartbroken, clumsy O

h-publicized Fated Mate. He had likely heard about the afternoon's drama; he made it his business to know everything Kade did. H

ors wer

ity?-crossed his face. His brother's disca

ake their move. "Hey now, little beauty," their leader sneered, stepping closer. "Looks

The final pie

olid frame, a wordless plea for protection. I gr

my voice a desperate, broken

as Rowan, the appeal of a rival's mate willingly placing

spread across his lips

a power. The air crackled. The rogues who had been preying on me moments be

ainst my ear. His voice was a low, rumblin

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