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office to get some work d
to the office
, buried in paperwork. He looked up at
and walks around the desk,
d that she's b
the desk. I could feel my father’s eyes
with a frown as he takes
its, he l
I’m happy,” I said to him, “I just hope she accept
u would have been driven mad knowing
ng down around me. I had to wait six years to claim her, which never sat well for Blaze or me. Werewolf law sta
wanted to be around her. I had to be locked in a cell a few times because my damn wo
might need some time, but she will want you. You j
ds of emotions, but mainly m
pt you and become y
tared at him, “I
own, and by the time we finish, it will be
paperwork my father was working
ut four years ago. My father has always shown me the ropes of running the pack
ing once Roxie takes her place as my Luna, my father wil
en you are ha
moved into his chair, and I
hat his face was blank, so
go into knots; maybe
y head and looks
ce a smile. “We are goin
ing. “I guess Blaze told you we cou
help b
ted up; I didn’t know whether I was go
I feel so sick?”
ys. “I remember feeling the same way when I saw your mother; sh
ace. He does this whenever he thinks about mum. I wish
s away, and looks at me. “Let’s go; we can fin
up, moving from
he door, and we bot
and left on foot as Roxie’s house was
. I look at him as he opens his mouth, “I have to ask,” he says and looks
t to sound overly confident. “I want to say as soon as possib
d her family there,” he says and glances towards me. “But he told me
u, Tim,
the forest and c
Well, decorating-wise, it hasn't; Tim wanted to keep everything the way his mate left it as it reminded him of his mate and also Jason and Roxie. They lost their mum nine years ago. Jason took
on turned fifteen, he added a garage to the house, which he turned into a game and gym section for us boys to work
ks in front of me and rings the doorbe
or opened and there stood T
with the most intoxicating scent that stirs Blaze
d stared towards
to see her. He has been dying
ked at my father and him, and the
’t know whether I can g
ded t
opening the kitchen door wi
behind
s going crazy in my head. He wan
aid to him, “We don’t
m his mouth, “all I want to do is mound her and
to have his nuts c
idiot,” he says, “we want pups, and I want
an in
nd him. My eyes scan the kitchen, but they instantly land
her beauty. She was not the scrawny little girl I remember. Her features are stunni
y cock twitc
to me, and no one
t smirk. “Welcome
but I could sense she