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d marble lobby of Crestview Heights, roll

a sharp, calculating gaze. But the second I tapped the black-a

rom the waist before rushing out from behind th

rk as the head of private security for this building? That was the only l

softly as it reach

y two massive double-door suites separated by a wide

ard to scan the lock, my eyes accidentally drifted towar

t 4

nearly

s a polished brass nam

onths-his so-called "ticket into high society" that he h

polis, my shotgun-marriage Rogue husband lived di

e black keycard slipped from my fin

pick it up, the electronic l

ng a tailored navy suit and smoothing his

lk slip dress. She wrapped her arms around his neck

reception tonight, darling," Falon purred. "My

nts of cedar and wild roses fl

y suitcase, my fingers

e. The smug smile on his face instantly shattere

u doing here?" he demanded,

aw me standing there with my cheap suitcas

slippers with her arms crossed over her chest. "Did you get kicked out of you

e surge of humiliation. "Where I live is no

pointed an aggressive finger at my face. "Did you follow me her

at important, Finley? A spineless coward who crawled into an

eathe a single word of this at the office, I will make sure

id, holding hi

ling backward against the doorframe. "Ah... Finley,

y of fragile helplessness. In high-society werewolf culture, high-tier females ofte

f snapped under the perceived

ared, his eyes flashing a dangerous crimson as he

ingle drop of scent, yo

ck veins bulged across his forearm, and his fingernails sharpe

already pressed against the locked doo

throwing my forearms up

w never

rough the hallway, followed immediat