Our Submissive Sin
Kade stepped past me, his massive palm gripping Rafe’s hand in a tight, crushing warrior squeeze.
Time for my wolf to clear out.
“Well, I need to track over to Malakai's gates. Tavon, make sure you mind-link me the second that blanket is pulled from the vaults. It needs to carry the exact shade of deep cerulean blue,” I ordered smoothly, giving Kade a hidden, wicked look. “Rafe, I’ll leave you to your business. Have a grand morning, gentlemen!” I waved a hand at the pair of them and rapidly sliced through the pelt exit into the fresh air. I kept the pleasant smile plastered firm across my jawline just in case any of Niall’s hidden scouts were tracking my steps from the trees.
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