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He swore and turned to leave when the door opened

“Can I help you?”

Lev turned and gaped The woy paja jeweled aolden blonde curls, messily ponytailed on the side Much too thin Despite her disheveled look, perhaps after a debilitating illness, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen Krasivaya, dusha-devitsa He whispered the translation “Beautiful, pretty maiden”

She , not reacting As if she was a mesmerist’s victim, she waited for his next command

Such beautiful eyes The color of expensive Baltic amber Lev could drown in them and die happy

She tilted her head, exposing her carotid artery Teasing his wolf to sink his fangs into her soft throat The pretty maiden desired him

Lev shook his head What was he thinking? He’d unknowingly rendered her netism All olves had some mind control over huifted of alpha olves He’d promised Team Greywolf he’d never mesmerize humans, unless necessary and then only in a life and death situation And never to submit to his sexual desires

Lev released her ers to distract her aze

She pressed her hand against the forehead and shook her head “I’m sorry I just zoned out” Even her voice played like music to his ears Her accent was from the West Coast of America

“I’m sorry to have disturbed you I expected Dr Howard Becker”

“And you are?”

“Lev Volkov, a former patient”

“Really? Howard said he no longer practicedfor some research center”

She didn’t call him father Odd, she smelled related to him “Ah, he’s a friend or uncle then?”

“Howard, no, he’d ical father”