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Chapter 93 The Rain on the Sidewalk

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The heavy glass door of the diner swung shut behind Thalia, cutting off the buzz of the neon sign and the smell of burnt grease.

Outside, the storm had turned vicious. Cold city rain pelted the pavement, soaking through Thalia’s shirt within seconds, but the freezing water did nothing to cool the raw, chaotic heat roaring beneath her skin.

Her wolf was pacing violently, humiliated by the false alarm, snapping at the boundaries of her restraint.

Thalia walked to the edge of the curb, lea
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