The Wolfless Mate's Hidden Primordial Blood

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the heavy wrought-iron doors of the Marshall Pack man

ormal warmth hung in the air, thick with hard liquor and the

wolfless woman born without an inner wolf, the raw, musk

wooden staircase padded with sound-absorbing wool, my eyes catching a faint warm gl

e tie, the gift I had tied around my husband Eldridge Mars

ilac silk robe, a seasonal piece taken

he door, tangled with a woman's trembling, breathless whim

peered through the half-inch gap and saw two naked

his bronze back crisscrossed with old, jagged burn sca

mole right below her right earlobe exposed her identity-Deloris Sweeney, the chief secretary to the CEO

the corner of her eye, a low, territorial rumble vibrating d

etrayal trampled the oath of the Moon Goddess, and even without

ntil crescent-shaped bloody grooves formed, using the sha

like a hysterical housewife, I drew a slow brea

g, I slipped a button-sized micro holograph

, used the blind spot of the hallway shadow, and pressed the magnet

ating pair on the bed, writing high-definition holographic foo

he herb base... will she tear me apart?" Del

scending scoff, his roug

tame as a declawed cat. As long as I scrub my scent,

r me from head to toe, freezing every last drop of w

, I pulled my arm back and retreated down

lust and betrayal nearly brought me to my knees by the shoe rack,

h my limbs like a sudden wildfire, boiling my skin

my suitcase untouched by the wall, I shoved the front

as I gripped a stone pillar outside the manor gates

ree-lined drive, I let the downpou

erritory boundary, my cramping fingers pulled a

an offshore safe account and prepaid for an u

ddy water up to my knees as it braked by the curb, and I yank

earview mirror, startled by m

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around my chest, my teeth chatterin

on Seventh Avenue. Drive fast,

m and collapsed onto the cheap mattress in my soaking clothes. My hand wa