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e broken wooden wolf were clutched in my hand, the rough edges digging into my palm. I did

staff. He stood beside a black SUV built like an armored tank. The oppressive aura of

dow. "What is it?" I

tone as precise as a machine,

portant Pack mission? Or is he just taking a break from his ne

cess to the Pack's inner circle, destroying my chances of finding out w

h and obedient as I unbuckled my se

filled with the suffocating scent of Harden's cedar and storm. We dr

nthouse felt like the pu

t was the cherry-red tip of a cigarette glowing between his fingers. He looke

his voice echoing in

im but stopped a

ur hand," h

d, then he

ingers to reveal the broke

oice flat. I refused to le

nearby fireplace. The flames licked up, consuming the wood in an

finally said. "For three

do you

r-of-fact. "An apartment downtown? A new car? A promotion f

yone in the world had a price tag. He thought he could buy away his guilt f

aze. My eyes were clear, sensible, an

genuine surprise-of confusion-crossed his golden eyes. He had clearly expected

cing in his eyes. "You know, if you throw a tantrum, cry a little.

ssion that pierced right through his

played with Omegas, but they never brought them home. For a nobod

itate him profoundly. In his world, everyone wanted something. My refusal to