•Faye•Here’s the thing nobody tells you about riding in the back seat of an Alpha’s car with two men who can apparently hear intentions, feelings, and probably my heart rate through the leather seats. It is a masterclass in silent panic.I kept my eyes mostly shut the whole ride, playing the part of the fragile, freshly concussed damsel, while my brain ran laps trying to figure out how deep a hole I’d just dug myself. Fake amnesia. Fake ignorance about werewolves. A murder charge sitting behind me like a shadow with teeth. And now, apparently, a mate bond that came with bonus content, because Shaun’s wolf would not shut up.‘She’s hiding something.’I know, buddy. Join the club.‘Doesn’t matter. She’s ours.’I nearly snorted out loud at that one. Ours. Like I was a snack he’d already claimed off somebody’s plate.The car eventually slowed, and I felt the road change under the tires, smoother, then rougher, gravel crunching, trees closing in around us if the way the moonlight flickere
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