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-end district, passing gleaming glass towers bef

ed black suits pulled my door open, bowing low. "This w

ng painfully out of place as they ushered me into a p

dining hall with vaulted ceilings. It was completely devoid of o

ers, mingling with the faint, crisp scent of c

d of an elongated mah

oad, lethal breadth of his shoulders. But my eyes were immed

s hor

en silver had been poured directly over his skull, melting the flesh down to the bone before it was crudely stitched back togethe

deep voice carrying easil

ight and sitting on the very edge of the cushion. His proximity radiated inten

wagyu beef and delicate truffles in front of us, but I could

th calculated precision. "You put on quite a show at the

fingers, clattering agai

ered, my cheeks burning with mortification as I remembered my blu

me. He leaned in, stopping just inches from my face, his st

he whispered, his tone drop

llowed hard, looking down at his crisp collar, my voice barely audible above the violin

ce settled ov

side his glass buzzed loudly. Justen glanced at the caller ID an

ng, and saturated with the terrifying weight of the Alpha Ki

Justen rep

d. "She may be a useless wolfless reject, but she has enough backbone to stand beside our bloodline. Settle

eer humiliation of being discussed like a str

ood," Ju

. The silence that fo

stead, he reached across the small distance between us, his large, warm hand

ough thumb brushing slowly across my knuckles. "You're offi