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, the morning sun glaring through the floor-to

g. In fact, a strange, liquid fire hummed beneath my skin. Last night

timacy. When we were entwined, I felt

energy that usually drove men like him mad seemed to flo

k, whispering that he had never felt so c

ts were cold. I sat up, pulling the duvet over my bare chest. On the mahog

y around my body and opened the door a crack. A sleazy-looking man in a black suit st

ed. "She wants you gone before the Alpha gets back

ress and a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills. T

ered instantly. Miss Sterling. He had a woman waiting fo

urred my vision. I didn't take the money. I grabbed the dress, slammed the door, and prac

, the large flat-screen TV caught my eye. The morning financial ne

me. It was the face on the screen.

d, his eyes cold and ruthless. The caption beneath his

werful Pack in the North American Territories. The ruthless corpo

pt with the Alpha King. But t

g beside him. The anchor's voice continued cheerfully, "Carlisle made a

ound connection, the way he looked at my scar, the way he poured his essen

sidewalk at full speed. Shame, heartbreak, and my terrifying real

erminal and bought a one-way

absorbed from him during our intimacy had planted a seed in my wea