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I spin her around before I think about it.My hands are on her shoulders and she's facing me and I'm looking at her face checking for shock, for injury, for anything wrong, and she's blinking up at me with those pale green eyes gone wide and her mouth slightly open and her chest rising and falling too fast and—It hits me like a wall.Her scent.I have been around Raylynn Hale enough times to know what she smells like. Warm skin, something faintly sweet, clean like rain on dry earth.It's pleasant — scratch that — absolutely mouthwatering.I know it the way you know things you have no business knowing — involuntarily, precisely, stored somewhere that doesn't ask permission.But this is not that.This is something else entirely.This is her arousal, warm and unmistakable and flooding the open air of the car park, and it is wrapping itself around my senses with the kind of patience that suggests it has absolutely no intention of letting go.‘I want her’, my wolf says, immediately and wi

I don't turn around immediately. I don't need to.Across the desk, Felicity is nearly as white as the A4 paper she was writing in."Alpha Blackwood." She rises from her chair. Her voice has completely rearranged itself — the smooth cruelty gone, replaced with practised warmth. "I was just—""I heard what you were just doing," he says, stepping fully into the room.I turn to face him then, because not turning would be more obvious than turning, and bow without meeting his eyes."Raylynn," he says. "Would you wait outside, please?""Of course." I focus on picking my bag as steadily as possible before walking out but Felicity finds her footing again."She only got this interview because of your daughter," she says, to my back, with the particular spite of someone swinging on the way down. "Everyone in this pack knows it. The girl has no pack, no wolf, and no business being here. You'd do well to consider what it looks like, Alpha — the war-wolf's daughter getting special treatment becau

I don't notice his presence as I walk out of the bathroom until I hear a low growl that makes me whip my head to the door.“Alpha?”My grip on the towel tightens as Zephyr steps away from the door. The click of the lock has my heart thumping harder as my stomach dips.For every step he takes, I take one back until my legs hit the edge of my bed. His eyes rove down from my neck to where the towel ends just a few inches from my centre.He moves into my space, his hard body meeting my soft one. His darkened gaze meets mine as his knuckles trace from behind my ear down to my cleavage where the towel starts.“Tell me to leave,” his husky voice sends treacherous tingles down my body. “Tell me to stop.”I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out. His touch feels like being pulled into a fire knowing you'll get burned but you can't stop because the warmth feels too good to pull away from.“Tell me I'm too old for you,” his lips brush my ear as his hands hold my waist. He kisses my neck,