FROST OBSESSION
It was a need for a pound of flesh.
"I don't want an Alpha," I said, the tequila heating my blood. "I just want him to hurt."
"Then let's make him hurt," Isabella whispered, her eyes glowing.
The door to the living room was cracked. I could see Luke sitting on the floor with Leo and Mateo, his huge frame hunched over a controller. He looked solid. He looked like a mountain.
Brandon Cole was a lie. Luke Navarro was the truth.
"I have an idea," Isabella said, following my gaze.
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