“Colin. That damn dog. He is Raine’s best friend,” Penelope said, her voice sharp, almost snapping as if to drive the truth through Marcus’s thick skull.Marcus froze, his eyes widening in disbelief, fists clenching at his sides. His wolf growled low in his chest, the raw heat of frustration and incredulity bubbling to the surface. “Are you shitting me?” he demanded, voice low, dark, and dangerous.Penelope rolled her eyes, leaning forward slightly, her hands on her hips, clearly enjoying the chaos her words were stirring. “Clearly, I’m not, Marcus! Explain why that damn dog is always trying to go near her, huh? Why he’s always hovering, sniffing around, acting like he’s the only one who even cares? Don’t tell me you think it’s just some coincidence.”Marcus took a step toward her, every inch of him radiating tension. “You think I don’t notice? That I don’t see how other people—other wolves—react around her? You have no idea what you’re talking about. That dog… whoever he is… I don’t
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