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Chapter 8

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Wolfe’s POV

Fuck.

Aria had caught us. I and Jules.

The moment Aria walked away, something inside me twisted—tight, relentless. My body screamed to move, to chase after her, to drag her back before she disappeared completely.

Call her. Go. Now.

But my feet refused to unroot from the damn floor. It was pathetic. My pulse hammered, my jaw locked, yet I stood there like some useless statue, watching her leave.

“Sebastian, we’d explain things to Aria later..”Jules’ voice was a purr, sticky with need. “My pussy is still wet, craving you..all of you..” she continued.

Her legs were splayed wide, her arousal glistening, dripping slow and shameless down her thighs. The sight of it—the scent—should’ve had me on my knees, fucking my tongue into her until she screamed.

Fuck. I wanted to.

My mouth watered, my cock throbbed , every primal instinct in me snarling to take what she was offering.

But all I could see was *her*

Aria.

I had fucked everything up.

“Come, m
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