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Dramatics

Author: Riel
last update publish date: 2026-05-08 23:32:51

So everybody seems to know Soorayah.

Everyone except me.

“What is she doing here?” Mason asks, doing nothing to hide the bite in his voice.

“Good to see you too, Mace,” Soorayah says with mock sweetness.

“Don’t call me that,” he snaps.

Soorayah walks toward him slowly, like she has all the time in the world. Her smile never slips for even a second. She runs a finger lightly down Mason’s chest.

“Still as charming as ever… Mace,” she says again, intentionally emphasizing the nickname.

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AnaBee
My guess is a bad girl from the Winter pack that had a past relationship with him
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Tracy Dyson
Who is this Soo chick really? She's annoying.
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