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... rove us home, pretending the moonshine had knocked me out.
My head spun, but not just from the alcohol. I kept seeing Declan’s hand swinging toward my face, and I felt my wolf growling, ready to rip into him despite pack rules. Damien stopping it meant nothing. He was always too late.
I felt something heavy on my shoulders - his coat. His scent hit me, and my throat went tight.
My wolf whimpered, wanting him. It made my heart race faster. I hated that these small gestures ...
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