Blood of the Pack
“Breathe, Alice. I’ve got you.”
Her heart pounded, trapped in Kane’s crimson gaze, his warmth so close she felt his heartbeat. Her senses flared, catching the wild musk of wolf under his skin, and her nails ached, retracting slowly as she focused on his touch. “I’m not… me,” she whispered, voice trembling, wrist scar pulsing. “I saw it, Kane—a lab, Samuel, my scar. I’m not a hybrid. I’m… a weapon.”
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