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bags down on my faded wooden dining table, and tossed his be

ns of his black dress shirt, exposing his strong throat and the j

g against my ribs. "Mr. Sterling, what exactly do you want from me? If

muscle, Axel walked straight into my tiny open-plan kitchen. "Save the Elder Co

m the block-since silver was a lethal poison that burned werewolf flesh and destroyed our inner wolves, every blade in a P

of a billion-dollar empire standing at my stove, a dizz

eel blade flashing under his steady hand. "Are you going t

floor and bit my lip. "You are

utting board and spun around, closing the distance between us in two pred

to set me down hard on the laminate kitchen counter before

ake you right here on this counter," he growled, his amber

onto mine, biting my lower lip in punishment before forcing hi

d chest, yet the raw Alpha pheromones pouring off his skin turned

is hand slid under the hem of my trench coat, heavy, fra

led violently on its hinges, and Declan's furious roar came from t

eaping straight into my throat as I star

acted into vertical feral slits of pure murderous rage, t

pen this door right now!" Declan kicked the door

ss shirt with both hands and whispered in a frantic plea, "Please... hide

roughly across my wet, swollen lower lip. "Hide? You wan

uscular forearm. "I haven't paid them back for what they did to me yet.

urderous tension in Axel's shoulders eased by a

prowl into my bedroom like a silent black panther, reining in his aura until h

n my rumpled hair and coat collar before h

rged into the living room reeking of cheap wolf-bane liquor and rag

abbed a finger toward my nose. "And what kind of spell did

Sterling by chance on the street. He said I looked too sickly and would embarrass the Sterling name a

n the kitchen counter and sneered contemptuously. "True, a de

at it was and crossed his legs. "My mother sent word today. Before the full-moon engagement ceremony next mo

nt manuscript had burned to ash ten years ago, a

reasure, so of course I will bring it to the ceremony. However, according to Pack tradition, the bride

I'll take you to Starlight Manor tomorrow morning to c

rd the hallway bathroom to wash his hands, a heavy metal h

s neck standing straight up as his vi