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Suddenly shy of being naked before him, she wished she could ask him to turn around Some seductress I am
He snorted, “Don’t worry, I won’t kill any of Rylee’s cattle or bison”
Her tensehe didn’t think she hesitated because she was shy being naked in front of hi nude around other olves never bothered her Why should she care now?
Cricket shifted and stood still as he gazed at her body with the hungry green eyes of a predator Why is he staring at hty response to his wolfish stare
Slade held the door open for Cricket He nearly drooled She had the sweetest svelte hot kick-ass body Nipples begging to be licked, bitten Howloooo His hungry wolf desired more tha
n a little taste of Cricket
She blushed, scooted in, and dashed to her room
He gazed at her retreating forle More than enjoyed, but rather lusted for Never had he felt such a need to mount a lower rank more than now Hell, she wasn’t his type Too petite Too human Not politically connected and worse, a runt Not only forbidden as mate material, but also for a sexual ro had been passed down and never questioned because it wasn’t necessary Cricket was the first runt to survive the change in centuries Had she earned the right to mate?
Fuck Isindicator, I’m not back to normal? He walked into his room and dressed At least he directed his confusion toward forbidden fruit rather than challenging the alphas who had robbed hi to Rylee, Enforcer Dohtered therateful lycan justice was rief If they waited for him to cohtered his pack ht have escaped Rylee offered hie to constructive use as an elite soldier He’d help prevent future attacks from yet unknown oath breakers However, this was not how his inner wolf reasoned The fierce inconsolable wolf fought to stay a beast Leave humanity Leave lycan society
Cricket’s presence had changed everything Before s but every breathing lycan or human who dared confront his beast She calmed him Not just because she appeared vulnerable and needed his protection, because he sensed that wasn’t true Runt or not, she served as a special agent on Rylee’s Team Greywolf He smiled Her little submissive routine was contrived Most subordinates feared him Her scent and pulse rate proved otherwise Instead, she tolerated hiaze to render her helpless to his will and she could do nothing except sub the role of submissive, he’d scented her arousal Who could bla and claw for him As soon as he ell, he’d find hisnear LIA headquarters An alpha whofor Rylee
A distant s extended, and his claws snapped out How could he live without theas? Alone The wolf growled Yet, he abandoned them
“Prince Slade”
He cocked his head at her, now dressed in for blue jeans and a red sweater Her a it Her heartbeat raced About time she showed respect
Despite her deference, she approached hi to eat”
Slade slowly exhaled “I’ry”