~Valerie~I walk slowly, my boots clicking against the hard, stained concrete. The air in the pub is thick, heavy with the smell of road dust, engine grease, and the sharp scent of men. I could easily take the wide path around the tables, but I don't. I walk straight toward them, cutting through the space where the air feels tight, making the hair on my arms stand up.As I pass, I let my shoulder brush within inches of Ronan’s leather jacket. I don’t stop. I don’t even slow down. I just give a low, short greeting, barely saying hello, while I secretly pull a deep breath into my chest.God, the scents.It hits me right in the throat. Ronan is all winter and steel, a cold, sharp freshness that cuts through the stinking bar air. And Evander... he’s the woodsmoke, deep and earthy, like a forest burning in the middle of the night. It’s wild. It’s everything I’ve been starving for during these six long, empty days."Alphas," I murmur.Behind me, I hear two low, deep grunts. They don’t use w
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