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I stopped for a split second because that meant he knew I was a student here which means he had at least seen me before which made my hands shake slightly nervously. “Yes they allow younger priestesses to help out in here and I’ve been doing it for quite a while.” I walked over trying to not make direct eye contact because I felt like I’d fall over being that close to the future alpha. “Try to hold still this might sting.” He nodded but I could feel his eyes watching me so I did my best to not let him see my hands shaking. His eye was already healing which was good but it could use some steri-strips and dry dressing to help it along. “I’m going to need to put some steri-strips on.” I turned

She yelled out! A cold smile formed on Trevor's lips as he approached Vanessa. He could not care less if she was a girl or not. Hearing Max whimper and moan in pain from trying to fight his lustful desire made him even angrier. He didn't have time to argue with her, all he could think about was Max, who was obviously suffering. He shoved Vanessa hard against the side of the car where she landed on the floor!

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The cover of the book read, “Arthur Zimmerman, Game 71. I found the second shelf on the case and scanned for my next book. Book thirteen had a cover of deep purple. I frowned at the woman looking up at me, scanning over her tangled fiery curls, the cinnamon freckles across her nose, and the way her emerald eyes seemed to twinkle at me from the cover. Her hair and eyes were the only familiar thing about her. My face was a bit rounder than hers, and definitely held a bit more baby fat. Her cheekbones were high and her lips full, conventionally beautiful in a wild sort of way. I felt that twinge of guilt as I looked down at the cover. “Sasha Burnette, Game 51.”

She hurriedly asked before he could ask another question, Draven nodded in response and she cleared her throat. “Why did you ask me to read a book based on BDSM?” She asked and he didn't give her a response, all he did was stare at her and tap his fingers repeatedly on the table. “What do you think?” He asked back and Xalia froze. Is it what she is thinking?

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When he turned that glare on me, the heat in his eyes made me swallow. “She is my mate and I don’t share.” Cahir pulled me closer to him, half-lifting me into his thighs, his long and calloused fingers resting on my inner thigh. Kade growled which made Cahir sigh. “Shut up, you stupid mutt.” Boredom tinged his deep baritone. “Cahir –“ “What can you give me in exchange for a healer?” My breath caught in my throat as he threw out that comment without batting a lash.

Chapter 13 Wife *** Content Warning: This chapter is not suitable for very young readers. Read at your own risk. *** POV: Shea Vestine - Thorne Shea bit her lower lip as she felt the tension in her stomach down to her core. She clenched her jaw as her hands turned into balled fists – disheveling the sheets on the bed where she was lying. “Ahh!” She moaned in desire as she felt Denver’s tongue inserted in her wet core – steel but pleasurable. She wanted to stop him as she felt the embarrassment that was succumbing her, but the pleasure was just too much that she just couldn’t stop him.

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“But right now, the gallery is fully booked. If you had brought this to me a week ago, I would have agreed without hesitation.” A lump formed in my throat. A week ago? If only I had known. If only I had acted faster, moved quicker, been one step ahead instead of drowning in my own hesitation. Delaware exhaled, leaning back slightly as if trying to soften the blow. “At the moment, Hillman has booked a three-week convention to showcase the missing pieces of Hilther—treasures from the ancient times. We’re swamped, Darla.” Hillman. Of course.