The Alpha's Sweet Obsession

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upernatural, they smelled of dust and paper, leather and ink. It

scattering of students up and down the rows of workspaces. I’d been spending more and more time here during the evenings because any time I was alone

." Moira pulled out the chair next to me and flopped onto the

ightening to flame yellow at the tips. What had been a sleek blonde and b

er warning any heed. "It's not a

on the end

t magic wasn't

"In class, maybe. But they have no say in what I do when class is

ghed loud enough to earn a stern glare

st let y

o anything. But what they don't know won't hurt them. If I couldn

y notice y

hair. "As long as the tuition is paid and I com

g with you

smile. "Of course you are

history of the war between angels and demons. As thick

you want to explain to me what the hell

ng in my chest and ending as a cold

he wants to kill you . . . right after he

r. Sure enough, Kingston leaned against the polished wood railing,

told you, just

is off. You have tea, and I'm re

ing, but he was gone. The energy he’d radiated

been at odds since

he designated tribute of one of the Families

supposed to . . . bring the Fa

ection you were talking

cking

down? I'm sure neither of us wants th

y. Go

sixteenth birthday, I . . . rejec

"Ouch. No wonder. Think he

or a dark corner he can pull m

her shoulders. "I sure wish someone hated me enough to look at me l

eone out there for you to

s." She blew me a kiss before stroll

's cart and headed for the mythology shelves, which were tucked deep in the back of the library. T

ng glow of the last rays of the set

important for the class I was already behind in. The hair on the back of my neck rose, and I whirled

settling deep in my core. "What the fuck are

sponse my wolf ever gave me. "Believe me, if I

nd up my neck. Right to the spot where he would've marked me as his if I hadn't reje

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efective you were. I should thank you, you know? You saved me

y to escape. The urge to let my wolf out had my s

"I bet if I touched your little cunt ri

you,"

for a hard and fast fuck. What do you think?" His palm left my throat and slid down between my bre

gston was gone, flung across the aisle and i

voice boomed through the space, his Irish accent almost lyri

as you, Priest," Kingston bit out

he harsh slashes of his defined brows spoke of someone used to commanding respect. And then there was the jawline. Sharp, strong, sex

aid, "Come with me. You're

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ur schedule for the week, you'll

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ering in his eyes. “Americans, ca

d. “What

a-her. If eyerolls could be v

er heard it s

e creatures live life in your ivory towers,

, Father Gallagher. Did I

b Gallagher, and I am going