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Chapter eleven : A Wolf in the Den

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Alina’s POV

I took a step back, my eyes narrowing as I looked at Rylan lounging on my bed like he owned the place. His posture was relaxed, but I wasn’t fooled. There was a sharpness in his gaze, something calculating and dangerous.

He sat there like he owned the place, one arm propped behind his head, the other lazily tracing patterns over the silky fabric of my new dresses. I had left some on the bed while I was staying to decide which to wear.

His smirk widened when he saw me standing in the doorway.

My grip on the doorknob tightened. “What are you doing here?”

He stretched like a bored cat before rising to his feet with a grace that made my skin crawl. “I could ask you the same thing, but I already know the answer to that, don’t I?”

His eyes gleamed with something unreadable. “The better question is, what are you doing here?”

I exhaled sharply, forcing myself to remain composed. “If you have nothing important to say, I’d appreciate it if you left,”

Rylan chuckled, taking
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