"Scarlett," he whispered into the communicator, his voice low, gravelly, and saturated with dark, possessive tension over the static line. "I'm still wrapped up in the covenant negotiations with the local pack leaders. Did you sleep?"Listening to the heavy, intimidating murmur of high-ranking Alpha warriors in the background, I gripped the edge of the carved wooden nightstand. My body was still throbbed with a deep, lingering ache from the way Caelan had ruthlessly claimed me just hours ago."I slept," I replied, my fingers tracing the silver Whitlock pack crest engraved into my collarbone. "I wanted to change out of my traveling tunics, but I didn't pack an extra set. Did you have OsricFenwick bring my trunk up from the transport?"A deep, chest-rattling growl echoed down the line, so raw and intimate it made my thighs flush with sudden, betraying heat. "I had a fresh set of silk robes and furs placed in the wardrobe while you were passed out, Elowen. Put them on. Wear my scent. I d
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