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Cain’s gaze darkened at the man’s words. The scent of blood hung thick in the air. Cain’s grip on the assassin didn’t falter, his fingers digging into the man’s collar as he pressed the blade harder against his throat. A thin line of blood trickled down the attacker’s neck, his breath coming in shallow, panicked gasps.
"Say it again," Cain’s voice was dangerously low.
The assassin swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing against the sharp edge of the blade. "Alpha Matt," he ch ...
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