The Biker Alpha's Secret Baby

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stepping away from the girl and grabbing a drink

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. "I gave you everything,

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ought I'd mate. The man I once pictured

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't let them see me fall apart. Not anymore. I stumbled out

t my skin, but

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but I didn't. I couldn't

d the training center. The way he'd wipe away my tears when I fa

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ed me toward the town's outskirts-toward the one p

mson Ho

with rogues, wanderers, and rebel

danger. Maybe

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