ANNABELLEEzra completely ignored my taunt, as if I hadn’t spoken at all.“Who are you, and what do you want with my pack?” His voice was cold, but it wavered at the end, betraying the turmoil simmering beneath his stoic facade.“If you want to know who I am,” I said, kicking one leg out lazily, “Get on your knees and kiss my feet. I might be tempted to tell you. Might being the key word.”Anger flared in his eyes. His mouth parted as if to speak, but no words came.I arched a brow, daring him to defy me or say something foolish. When he kept his mouth shut, I tapped my lap, “Go on.”His jaw tightened, a visible pulse ticking in his cheek, and slowly, he rose from his seat. I held my chin high, keeping his gaze locked with mine as he approached.Up close, he looked lean,too lean. I knew he hadn’t eaten in days. His eyes were hollow, shadowed in his pale face. Yet, faint traces of his cologne still clung to him, a scent I used to love inhaling. Beneath it lingered the spiced, unique fr
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