From Rejected Omega To The Royal White Wolf

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ay, I let out a breath I had been holding for an hour. My ha

broken me. But i

house suite of the Richardson Hotel. This building wa

he private garage and

I reached up and unclasped th

was like taking off a heavy wool

ight-blooming jasmine, and ozone-filled the small space

er just Ivy.

use. It was modern, secu

safe, m

velvety, and felt like a warm

Mind-

tension drain from my shoulders at the sou

one and initiated

n lit up

rk hair, a strong jawline covered in stubble, and eyes that were

nderson Pack headquarters. He

His voice was a low growl that v

d my arm,"

the wood of his desk creaking as he

t hurt him more than it hurt me.

chaotic blur jumped

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son, grinned at the camera. He had my

cooed. "Are you bei

c let me howl at th

e behind Collin. He looked regal and terrifying to most,

. "The Dillard Pack is hosting a 'Charity Gala' tonight at the Grand

y expression harden

ead. The contrast between Clayton's selfish proposi

my Second C

nts do-overs. But when she d

I was broken. He didn't try to fix

ing onto mine through the screen. "Your

d. "I'm not the girl

a predatory, proud gr

d lingering in my chest-the Soul's Peace. It ga

oset. No disguises

to dress for