The Werewolves Planet: Snatched by the Emperor

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ed 21. The sky was red,

nto the wide balcony of the Valecrest estate. It was the

ins, and cities built of glass and steel. The sunrise here n

nes drifted over the market district. Beyond th

nds reserved for the packs who still liked

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rted dying and our

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d done what humans onc

matchmaking algorithm to pair wolves based on genetics, tempe

ystem scanned your biology, pheromone markers, neural patterns, bloodline coding, fertility compatibility,

fect

trusted the System. And the System, as though sensing the t

t love. Biological, emot

ept or reje

e else and register the bond willingly. If you didn't, the System assigned you

talking abo

ing that freedom on

r. Somewhere behind me, music drifted through the halls. The estate staff had been decorating since dawn. My fo

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m would tell me

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use I fe

dly, secretly, hopelessl

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owan, and

the man wh

s house with danger, beauty, and impossible dreams s

o took her in. But I'd spent years watching them move through this house lik

t miracles because a girl spent half her life in love with boys she could ne

scent of ironwood, engine fuel, and the dista

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I gasped

c flare. Three names appeared one after another, e

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ed too

, broad, still powerful despite the threads of gray in his dark hair, he looked every bit the respected Alpha politician the

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is eyes dropped to the glow

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ooking at me, and his

ed at him, really looked at him, and something s

n his face

lower now. "Who did the Sys

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lpha Ronan, My

nd. Not surpr

at the burning red horizon instead of at me