Bite Me Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet

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place I ever wanted to set foot in. But Stephan had

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the grand hall, covered head to toe in black silk and lace, my fa

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on in the room ha

d chosen didn't help matters. I knew exactly how seductive it was, the way the

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ed it

... I fo

e high table, sitting

c, the chatter, the laughter, the clinking of glasses al

s, his gaze bur

manding.

ld feel him seeing me, even through the veil. A

pulling me back to reality. He offere

's go inside before people s

e celebration. The shift in the room was immediate. People flocked to greet Stephan,

see my face, I still fel

whis

curi

ing why someone dressed like this had

em. I'd trai

the high table, my

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through me faster than I could breathe. Every laugh we'd shared, every pro

sat Islode chil

tra

cream, to demand why. I wanted to rip off this vei

Caleb in my place. I bent slightly too, careful to keep distance be

hile... Malri

others at the table tried to draw h

afted from forbidden roots. It would fool almost anyon

was more th

ass, on the lively songs and dancers meant to distract. But it was pointless. My skin burned w

t warning, M

, heads turned. The Supreme Alpha leaving the high tabl

my heart hammering, p

well, muttering something about needing to

and silent, trying to d

dn't

ered man with eyes far too bold, came up to the table and leaned

" he asked, voi

d politely. "N

," he insisted, flashin

d. Malric wasn't here. Stephan wasn't he

i

said finall

hand. I placed mine into his, letting h

d across the floor, but every step wit

ng lightly against my waist, his polite smile, his

subtle way his fingers traced over the fabric of m

a scene. Not here. Not in front of these people. Not when half of them thought I w

at the high table. They looked... happy. Too happy. Her laughter rolled softly

I'd neve

e of it had e

away, but the burn in my

hen Malric

his sharp jaw and piercing eyes pulling every gaze without effort. Whispers followed him, peop

he weight of his presence pressing

loser, his breath far too near my neck, and instinct made me push back - no

berate, sharp, and calculated. I matched his flirtation with

wor

im but o

burning hotter with every pas

en he

louder as he came straight toward us. My breath caught,

of us, towering, com

ave this

threaded with something da

beat and then Malric's gaze cut to him like a blade. That was all it

lric's hand

nd my gasp slipped past my

ough, the rough press of his palm against my back, the firm grip at my

rushed against my ea

ou doing he

stay steady. "I came for the ceremony.

nough to make me feel it. "We invited

th shaky against his

ipping lower. "Then why do I find you here, dressed like

silence said more th

cent but enough to make my breath falter.

spered, my voice barely

ioned," he murmured, his tone

y heart was pounding hard enough to drown out my own t

snapped like a teth

ressing more firmly into my waist, pulling me flush against him. "I can s

p my neck. "...I don't und

against my ear, sending shivers s

lightly, but his hand followed,

y, the command laced benea

rper this time, steadi

hing dangerous flashing

sta

It's either you agree now, or you get punished when we get back," he murmu