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is eye on someone else, you two would have been per

kled. “It was obvious he

all

about other things rather than us. He was an expert in steering our tal

’t know

I got to know him. Some people are

round. They’d finished their training early as was usually done on Fridays. It was to enable the recruits rela

for his run I thi

.” He glanced at the Fi

to his runs. Does he seem a littl

t noticed

sn’t seem his

ld those eyes had on him. “I need to talk to him anyway.” He stood and signaled to one of the sol

e taken to the suite if you’re not

the soldier brought him into his belt loops and slid in his Beretta Px4 Sto

e for too long,” Ros

er t

Stan always managed to either make him laugh uncontrollably or quiver within at the intensity of his gaze. It always blew his mind. He would usually feel eyes on him during training or group discussions and look his way only

emblance of helplessness and such heat it sometimes left him…breathless. But rather than avoid Stan’s captivating stares, Will was rather drawn to it which surprised and scared

smiled at something Rosanne had said. And he’d stupidly aske

stopped staring, his post

ssion with

imples?” Rosanne had

tting right there Will thought. “I think they’re damn sexy when he smiles like that, don’t you t

“They are hella sexy. And he kno

d an almost seductive tilt that had made a strong

nd quickly left the table to their loud

girl for fuck’s sake. He was beginning to get very worried because his thoughts were heading in a dangerous direction. To reassure himse

he’d run. He heard the frightening growl right beside him but before he c

with big snapping teeth standing over him and saw his life flash before his eyes. “This is not happening,” Will whispered to h

for his life from his current position. Will couldn’t believe of all the animals on the planet it was a wolf that wa

from his current position, he had nowhere to go. One rule that made Will wish he could strangle his instructor was the one that said he must look angry and bold and not show the animal that he was terrified. How the fuck was he supp

dream please.

new it was

nd ha

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n he smelt him in the jungle, he’d been pleasantly surprised and just knew it was time to make him his. He’d been patient enough. In fact, for a warrior wolf, that kind of patience deserved

ady to listen to that wuss of a human. The wolf just couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that his human was hurting so much from constantly smelling someone els

tter time than

in thanks to the goddess. Then that mighty head dropped