Fake Bond of the Lycan Lords
The space between my ribs tightened.
“I never mentioned a name,” I said, my voice dropping into a lethal, quiet hiss.
Luca looked directly at me. The careless, friendly mask slid right off his face. A cruel, sharp smile curved his lips, exposing the tips of his white teeth.
“Oh, trust me, you wouldn’t need to,” Luca whispered, his voice suddenly sounding like scraping stones. “Betty is mine. She will always be mine.”
Rage exploded in my chest.
I threw myself forward, my hands hooking into claws, aiming straight for his throat.
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