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K-9 said. Jake dragged a hand over his short hair. Fuck. He owed Rancid this much. “Fine. How long?” “However long it lasts or until the threat against her goes away,” Nitro said. Jake sighed. “Can you guys give me at least a week to buy some furniture?” “Sure thing, Wrath. You can pick her up on Friday,” Bandit said. “Now that that’s sorted out, I think we need to introduce Wrath to some sweet butts tonight. You need to get your dick wet, man,” K-9 said, with a grin.

He believes me… or at least pretends to. “What’s it about? Can it wait until tomorrow? I have to leave urgently.” “I’m sorry, sir, but if you accept, the contract will be sent tonight for review, and tomorrow their representative will arrive.” Sam swallows hard. It’s an irresistible deal. “Tesla wants to increase its revenue and proposes the Tesla Rangers service: at-home assistance included with purchase, with a 70% profit share for you.” “Don’t worry, Sam. I’ll take her,” Mark interrupts, eyes shining as if a thousand stars had settled in his gaze.

“I have no idea how your mum drinks that shit.” “Neither do I. But apparently it contains a train of important nutrients ranging from iron, magnesium and vi…” he trailed off when he realized I was glaring at him and the smile on his face grew wider. “I’ll just get your favourite,” he added and quickly headed out of the living room while I furrowed my brows at his last statement.

Carla informed us. This was a typical thing for our pack, the Shadow pack. We were the only pack in the world that had the whole town and school. Other packs liked to come and admire our set up. Some even try to create it themselves but it never seems to work out for them. Carla's Dad is the pack Beta and her Dad tells her almost everything since she's the next Beta in line. He is working with her even more since she and James discovered that they are mates and there isn't a danger that she will have to leave the pack. That's yet another reason why I don't want to find my mate.

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“I’m not being scared of being your mate.” Ren nods slowly. He might not believe me, but it’s true. He might be an Alpha, and that might be daunting, however, he would make an incredible mate. He’s soft, calm and warm. He’s been kind to me the entire time I’ve been here, but admittedly, he’s also beyond attractive and sexy. I feel a blush from even thinking about it.

Ofcourse she's not! "Aren't you going to look for her, Roberto?" I raised an eyebrow at the old man. "Greka, young lady. You know what kind of person Rain is, she'll be fine," He said as if he doesn't care. "What the f*ck?! I know she kills people, we kill people. But she's not made of titanium, Roberto! Rain has feelings!" I raised my voice. "And that's the problem, Greka. Feelings, having emotion when you're in this kind of shit will get you into trouble, having strong kind of emotion is not valid in our world," Roberto said with a serious expression.

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The fire of his anger still burned brightly within him, and it would not be extinguished until he had dealt with the threat that Ace posed. A sleek black car was waiting for him at the curb, and the driver immediately stepped out to open the door for him. Richard slid into the backseat, the leather cool against his skin. The door closed with a quiet thud, sealing him inside the luxurious cocoon. The car pulled away from the hospital, merging seamlessly into the flow of traffic.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.