He Hated Me First
Every eye in the circle was on me, measuring, judging, waiting to see if I would be their Luna or their next victim.
Larry stood at the center of the circle, having stripped down to just his dark jeans. In the moonlight, his body was a work of art,all lean muscle and controlled power, marked with scars that told the story of his rise to leadership. But it was his eyes that held my attention, silver fire that promised death to anyone who threatened what was his.
Even if what was his happened to be the daughter of his greatest enemies.
Across from him, Jackson Reid was a mountain of muscle and fury. He'd removed his shirt as well, revealing a chest crisscrossed with battle scars and arms that
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