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Three days ago, my father, Clemens Payne, had thrown me into the Silver Crown clan's dungeon, accusing me of almost
d break me. They had no ide
amp rot and silver was abruptly obliterated by an overwhelming scent-pure, arctic f
he dim incandescent bulbs caught the razor-sharp contours of a chiseled jaw a
trembling so violently that metal clattered agaback, head bowed, not daring
room instantly. Amber-gold eyes, cold and calculating, locked o
nge jumpsuit, hands shoved deep into my pockets to hide the faint f
as a cello. "Declared wolfless at sixteen. Charged wit
here to laugh at the Payne family's circus, the exit is beh
ocket and drew out a rolled parchment sealed with crimson
s the top was the crest of the Elder Cou
terrifyingly absolute. "Become my contract wife. I will wal
lpha of Silvercrest Pack, head of a multi-billion-dollar enterprise... digging
aturally sub-zero aura. It was intoxicating, like fire meeting permafrost. "A mutual arrangement. Yo
birthmark hidden beneath the hem of my jumpsuit
, I needed immediate legal immunity. A union with the high
When the term ends, we dissolve the bond and walk a
that a prisoner facing exile dared to nego
ssing a drop of blood directly into the center of the oath circle.
ker of genuine intrigue crossing his fea
forehead against the damp floor, terrified that the woman he had starved for
A black armored SUV sat idling in the moonl
rence. I climbed in, sinking into the plush leather, followed by Jonah. His massive fra
oldly, not looking at me
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