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... his face ice-cold with rage.
My wolf mate—no, soon-to-be ex-mate—was watching this whole scene go down.
I turned back to face the group, my eyes landing on the pixie-cut girl sitting in the corner of the sofa. Just moments ago, she’d been crossing her legs confidently, twirling her hair around her finger with a smug expression. Now her face had completely soured, looking at me like she wanted to rip my head off.
So this was where they’d been having their little meetups. ...
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