Bought by the Feral Billionaire
Every morning for the last two weeks, she’d been painstakingly massaging the painful silver-laced chemical into her skin, hoping he wouldn’t notice the ruse.
The daily torture was wearing her down, making her joints hurt, her wolf crying out in pain, yet it was the only shield she had left. Dominic turned her around gently, his thumb caught her chin, tilting her face upwards. His gray eyes looked into hers, burning with a frightening yearning that could turn into an obsessive addiction. "You're a creature of secrets, Clara," Dominic muttered, his hand moving down to trace the line of her lower lip. "But the full moon is tomorrow night. All are spared by the moon’s attraction.
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