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Cheyenne Boone's private villa, and the cloying, sweet scen
d on the leather sofa. A woman was beneath Cheyenne, her clothes half undone, her soft moans ec
toward the door at the
yanked his uniform jacket over the half-undressed
mber eyes wide and brimming with tears. She clutched the jacket around herself
trying to mask his guilt with preemptive anger. He stro
coldly and did
ern front, Cheyenne promised he would come back and mar
umph, I could barely sleep , this morning, I dr
sting scene.And my gaze went
o a slow, venomous smirk, and she ti
our clothes on and let you kee
frowned, lifting his chin with condescending arr
on the northern front. She saved me. For the past three years, she has been the o
fingernails dug deep into my palms."So
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hest like he was do
ut I'll have Gwendolyn marry in under your name and become my official wife,
d pressed herself against Cheyenne's arm,
lf gene and can't even shift or use a Mind-Link-how coul
em. When Cheyenne reached out to pat my shoulde
the hand that touch
Don't push
pha's Commandaura until the crysta
ack into physical submission, though my hidden White Wolf ro
and took half a step back, biti
ting tricks fo
pha Farrell Cantrell, marched inside,he glanced at the half-dressed Om
ur engagement."I turned to Farrell, searching hi
gaze over me, his v
a few Omegas on the side is normal. For a wolfless embarrassment
ling me to the bone. Looking at my father's greedy, calculating face, the last bi
his gray-blue eyes gleaming."Did you
ting the engagement from my bag. In their incredible eyes, I slammed
word, my voice colder than winter frost."Cheyenne,
he couldn't believe a usele
thout me, which pack do you
land would be better than tying myse
across the back of his eyes at the mention of the silver-st
How dare you treat a pac
ising his heavy palm
leverage technique to shove him sideways. He stumbled back two full steps, hi
dropped the words without looking back, spinn
you even go? You'll come crawling b
ushed outside, where the crisp pine-scented wind
, I pulled out my smartphone and stared at the breaki
s a stepping stone, I would find a backer
mutually non-interfering contract husband than the supreme leade
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