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icher the she-wolf, the wild

eprints, marking out the plumbing lines on the bare drywall with a piece of chalk. Beside

like a damn tank like this. Look at those clean lines-gives you a run for your mone

hone right in f

lushed, ecstatic expression, and the reckless chaos

oto-something I never did when it ca

t, right? All innocent and

him across the b

l, wincing. "What w

se grooves, or get the h

e alive. Oh, what a miserable life I lead... A whole trust-fund heir from a filthy rich pack, meant

it." O

rki

out onto the rooftop terrace, a cigarette dangling from my lips, and scrolled th

at? Doing all this just to dro

o

ind of she-wolf stays mated for three years, goes through a divorce, and is still untouc

lian, I need you to lo

Julian Kramer finally snapped out of it. "Holy shit, Darrel, is

hat you shou

l go tear him apart right now." Julian was practically puff

screen. "The Harrell pack of Silverc

gh he caught himself fast. "Okay, okay, no questions asked. I'm on it

g up, a shout cam

ynolds is here!

es. Down by the entrance, a middle-aged guy with a shaved he

. uh, Darrel. Settlin

something, Frank?

dropping by to take a look in a bit. I just ta

ough the front doors. And the Alpha leading the pack-what a dam

after it's done? What if it's bad for me and the pup? Can't I just move into you

re he spoke to the woman. "This is the best construction crew in Silvercreek. Don't wor

whined again, not caring in the slight

the doting Alpha, completely untouched by t

d and practically bowing at the waist. "I guarantee we'll wrap everything up before the end of next month.

Out of the corner of his eye, his gaze swept over me, li

n to keep their mouths shut." His eyes fl

tering on an eager smile as he escorted the pair around t

a bit salty. He was probably wondering if his own flashy sports car back

a head back for a little family v

et ever being born into this world. Feeling the arctic blast,

ear into the distance. W

woman was neck-

t, and headed for the door. Jax immediately holle

NNE

dealing with a bit

family hadn't stopped since

ldly, and the tabloids were having a

lay low, insisting that if I didn't lean on her at a ti

ed was for Daja to b

he press could tear the territory apart looking for you and they'd never

pack, not a single elite in all of Silvercreek would dare s

d no intenti

to a private booth, my

immediately reached over to

answer fir

did w

idn't even know when it had stopped making me feel anything at all-especia

laug

en hear yourself right now?" Daja cou

shot her a look. Fuming, Daja

y flat. "I've held up my end of the divorce agreement.

e well shot. Almost looked real. If the Hensley family can't handle the P

n handle it,"

. Just as I was about to

ou really a

t had looked down on me-treating me like a walking, breathing trophy, a woman

xact mold the Harrell pack deman

ff and your face breaks out in boils! Just you wait, my Corinne is gonna grow old with her new piece, p

med the end-call button, leaving me

e princess of the Merrit