His eyes drop to my lips, and heat surges to my cheeks. Damn him. Damn that voice. That look. That scent. “This is serious, Jack,” I say, struggling to keep my thoughts straight. “You can’t fight the Alpha King over me. Do you even realize how many lives it would cost? How much blood would be spill
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