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Chapter Thirty-Seven

Author: Jenna C-K
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The comfort Milo offered was a gentle tide that had soothed the shore of her pain. But the storm of her heat was far from over. A new wave was building, a different kind of wave. The need for gentle quiet was gone, replaced by a deep, primal craving for unshakeable strength.

Kara pulled away from Milo, leaving the scent of chamomile behind. He let her go, his eyes wide with surprise as he watched her. She got to her feet, not with the awkwardness of her injury, but with a fluid, predatory grace she hadn't known she possessed. The fire of her heat burned away the pain, leaving only purpose.

The world narrowed to a single point of focus. Zaide. He stood across the room, a pillar of coiled muscle and disciplined energy. Her instincts didn't see the suspicious guard; they saw a fortress. A wall. And her Omega nature needed to know if that wall would hold.

She stopped directly in front of him, so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body. He didn't move. He was a stone wall, wa
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