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His voice boo”

“No kidding” How cliché

He turned his back, and she squatted It wasn’t difficult to pee Not with her pulse racing She scanned the forest for an escape route Sure she could run, but they’d hunt her down If they all got high on the uber rally, she could hide until Team Greywolf ca How could they get here that quick? “Okay Done”

“Good”

A big alpha buuard “Watch where you walk, fool,” he snarled with a Russian accent

The guard lowered his head “Apologies, sir”

The alpha berated him “If the runt runs in that direction, she can reach the bridge”

Cricket followed his gaze Thanks for spilling the beans, idiot

“I understand, e is up”

“Gregarin,” yelled an attractive red head she-wolf “We need to find a seat”

Cricket watched the tall muscular were turn and leave Was he the Siberian lycan? The one, who, like Slade, needed the stronger dose toravishing kiss Geez, get a den

The uard interrupted thee”

“Yes, sir”

After the guard returned her to the seat, he stepped behind her She turned “Thanks and sorry you got in trouble” Not

His broisted in concern, close to sadness Did he know so to happen to her? “Don’t talk”