ma
kirts of the city. The overwhelming scent of roasted espresso beans and burnt
door before settling on my pale face. He reached into his jacket an
rely above a whisper. "He said to tell you: *Go get
mb tracing the worn plastic. "T
ightening. "Dallas thinks you are propert
e was a shadow of its former glory, much like my fallen Pack. Mrs. Danvers, our loyal housekeeper, met me at the door. She
ace, but his Alpha aura still crackled in the air, sharp and unyielding. His piercing eyes immediately caugh
oice thick with suppressed fury. "The Moon Goddess's bond cann
rd the far bookshelf. "Behind th
he cold steel keypad of the hidden safe. The heavy door clicked open. Insid
fingers tracing the printed
e patted my head and dismissed it as a "cute academic project." He had absolutely no idea t
heavy, black titanium card into
his eyes burning with a fierce, protective
dows across the overgrown lawn. The cool evening breeze kissed my cheeks, but the fire in my veins bu
nt documents, and the black titanium card side-by-side
clear photo of the items, and a
t t
nly a second before it vibrated in my
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