His Unwanted Mate: Rise Of The White Wolf

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shrapnel embedded in my skin

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ed me. My knees gave out jus

ent power flickering

kles were bound with heavy silver cuffs. The bur

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. "And you caused the explosion. Investig

loe

Council is asking questions about how you survived that bl

room. She inhaled smoke. You are going to go

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ip on the silver cuff

e in custody. Apologize, or I hand

n I had worshipped

I said

your game