The Unwanted Luna: Secret Heiress Of The White Wolf

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ng the pitch-black night press

er on the very edge of the territory, watc

ainst the Formica

melting down. They say Dustin is tearing the Pack ho

ing the caffeine spread

e, Sarah

man is absolute trash wrapped in Armani. But... be careful. He's

talk,*

my screen. Sarah had sent

ago by Jami. She was at the Pack

dre

in Milan. Dustin had bought it for our anniversa

ways insisted the occasion "was

sively on her stomach. Dustin looked calm, his arm tight around her waist. Th

the dress that hurt. It was the

" the dress belonged to

arts in a machine. If one component stopped funct

ought, a pang of old l

ner Wolf snarled in correct

omed

ch his eyes. There was a

or, the volatile stress of his Alpha bl

mega with zero training in energy regulation

f anxiety slammed into me

my fear. I

of love, but out of desperate

Laura, me

, just flagged me. Dustin

it to him,*

w... he's authorized a total

a soft,

money was the leas

I was Mrs. Powell, I was Eliana David-

y navel, a fishing line trying to reel

ou drain just to keep yoursel

my coffee a

od. There was something in that house that money cou

walk back into