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the blood loss as I sat on a steel stool in the

No club title, no Mcclain last name, and no claim on the garage p

e rival gangs and stray wolves hunted anyone without a patch. I did not care anymore. I folded the stiff p

ral agents couldn't tap mind-links, and a wolfless girl like me couldn't hear mind-l

e casing, rested my thumb on the red

peaker before Colt's deep, gravelly

less, the edge of his tempe

flat and lifeless as a dead battery.

nd of the line, broken only by t

roar nearly blew out the speaker mesh,

n three days, I'll leave the envelope on

e the veins bulging in his neck. "I told you in my office, my name is n

ull moon lockdown, and you're planning to give Jetta a spe

e speaker. He clearly hadn't expected m

t has nothing to do with where you stand!" Colt snappe

to calm her," I said, my lip curling. "Beca

, I took my thumb off the butt

me right now!" His furious voice bl

d yanked the plug straight out of the w

t P

ce, the CB unit went dead

urned a hazy, violent red. I grabbed a heavy iron ashtray off the desk and hurled it acr

give me an ultimatum in my own territory?" I paced behind the desk like a

r poked his head in, keeping his eyes dropped to my

or, slamming it shut in his face. "Nobody goes

sternum. Even without a neck mark, the mate bond the Moon Goddess had forced on me two years ago wa

ghway. Tomorrow night, every bike in the yard would be locked down,

would go down to that garage tonigh