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f pain. I glanced over my shoulder to see Lian

, looking up at Seraphina

ng at me with righteous fury. "How dare you, Kaelen! I

atched them go, her supporting his fake limp as they disappeared into the house. The last ember of

rsonal room I'd taken in the Pack's common lodge. Just after midnight, a searing

ck in time. Lian and Seraphina, tangled together

ltry whisper pushed through t

so... considerate. Always worried about my pleasure. So gentle

gave Lian a splitting headache. I hoped it did. My own head was pounding, my heart a block

ream of taunting messages through the Mind-Link, detailing his exploits with Se

l second-in-command. The ceremony was a sacred, joyous event. Standing beside him as

re the ceremony began, his mental voice tight with concern. "Ar

, my tone leaving no room for

ng to her arm like a designer accessory. They took their seats in the front row,

hrough the Mind-Link. I saw his knuckles turn white, his body tens

mind, imbued with the residual pow

absolute. Axel froze, his body rigid, a low whin

n the altar. Throughout the sacred ceremony, I was acutely aware of her and Lian. His hand wandering ove

apart by jealousy and rage was gone. In its place was a chillin