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Time to meet the boss

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DYLAN

"Urghhhh!!!"

I yelled for the hundredth time that morning, frustration coursing through my veins as I pounded away at the punching bag in my private gym. My muscles burned, but the rage inside me burned hotter.

A week.

A fucking week had gone by since my encounter with my mate, and I fucking missed her.

Not that it surprised me anymore.

The taste of her lips was still fresh on mine, the feel of her body against me still so vivid, soothing my soul and my Wolf. It had taken every ounce of willpower I had not to mark her right there in that restroom. The way she responded, the way her body fit against mine—I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

I couldn’t stop thinking about her.

But then she passed out. Right in my arms, after I shoved my hardened cock into her body. It had shaken me in a way I wasn’t ready to admit.

Something about her reaction wasn’t right. It didn’t sit well with me or my Wolf, who had been restless ever since. I had barely stopped him from chasin
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