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The telephone bell woke Diana from a deep sleep.

Phoebe's cheerful voice called out as she picked up the receiver.

— Hey woman, Hey pretty.

"I think someone better be dead." Diana snarled. She positively hated waking up. Especially when she was dreaming of hot sex with a certain dark-haired wolf.

Phoebe huffed across the line.

'Not yet, but I've been threatened by Michel if I don't have you here tonight.'

It's been a week since her date with the handsome Michel. A hot week of dreams where they fucked like rabbits all the time, before bed tangled together like lovers tangled together. She woke up every morning with spunk in her chest and panting like she'd just finished marathon sex. She had only seen him twice before due to other commitments and honestly she was scared. It was one thing to enjoy a few hot moments with a dominant like Michel, but she was certain the man could become her whole world. After losing Drew, I didn't think I could go through that again.

What if she fell in lo
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