His Innocent Wolfless Stray Turned Queen

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igital display flashing past the fiftieth, eightieth, a

ure had returned, but his right hand remained hovering an inch above the sidearm holst

red, clutching the co

nto the thick c

glass that opened up to the sweeping, storm-clouded sk

threshold, a wall of pure, suffo

ature. It was bi

zen earth, and raw, predatory dominance. It was so thick I could taste it on

m, standing beside a colossal desk

ed three-piece black suit, the sheer physical mass of the man was undeniable. On his face, a seamless, matte-black synthetic mask

he had a severe phobia of physical contact, that his penthouse was completely devoid of any female presence, and that

eyes

roar erupted

mant for three agonizing years under the weight of silver

struck my head. My knees turned t

He

My heart hammered so frantically against my ribs it felt like it would burst through my ste

nally. I am wolfless! I cannot

It was low, raspy, and carried an undercurrent of someth

ne step t

hatever microscopic shre

my throat like a velvet leash, pulling me forward with the

lan barked, his hand s

e world had narrowed down to the broad ch

ed. With an incoherent gasp, I threw myself forward, completel

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tled my bones, but the solid muscle

electricity ripped through the point of contact. It wasn't pain; it was an ecstatic, paraly

e straight into the croo

an. The scent of his skin-hot, wild, and utterly intoxicating-flooded my senses,

his suit jacket, anchoring myself to him as if l

ntire body

expected the ruthless tyrant to snap my n

tled gently against the small of my back. His touch was slightly hesitant, almost clumsy as if he hadn't he

ruly is a priceless treasure, I mused internally. To think that even a man of his absolute, terrifying

pressing me ruthlessly against the hard contours of his

, his hot breath sending a violent shiver down the back of my thigh

verload. I could only cling to him, my chest heaving against h

sky had just fallen. Rumors across Apex Metro claimed that in ten years, no living being had ever been allowed within

, his voice cracking. "Sha

ehind the synthetic mask flared with an aura so savagely po

oftly, "and I will tear your

hands behind his back and bowing his

f my neck, his thumb lightly stroking the sensitive skin just below my ear. "File the paperwor

, sir? A wol

ch-black with finality, "has declared a territorial war against Har

pha. Imm

ent steps, pulling the massive double oak doors

h fell i

roken only by the ragged soun

ern hemisphere. And yet, instead of fear, a rebellious, dazzling spark ignited within me. He was undeniably dangerous, a lethal predator wrappe