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Chapter 28.

Penulis: P.M.I Charlotte
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Damian Cordwell.

I stare at the beauty before me, hair like a waterfall of silver and gold. She looks ethereal. Entrancing. But I know better. There’s a warrior’s heart beating in her chest. I can see it just by looking at her.

She wears nothing beneath the robe she had on earlier. The sight of her bare flesh stirred a twisted hunger in me. I had to demand she be covered, only because I want to preserve her. After I’m done killing her Alpha, I’ll take her for myself. Wife or not, this Alpha’s whore will belong to me.

I cross to her, taking my time. Her defiant eyes rise to meet mine, burning with rage and something else. Devotion. To whom? The Alpha?

“How is it that a werewolf Alpha has claimed a human as a pet? A whore?” I sneer, leaning close to sniff her. There’s a trace of wolfsbane on her and something else. Something familiar. Magic?

My eyes narrow. “Magic?” I ask slowly, stepping closer. I trail a finger down the valley between her breasts. One of her nipples peeks through
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