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Defying the Rogue Alpha - Chapter 83: Scent
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... ished. His face buried in her pillow, breathing in the only thing she had left behind; her scent. It was a cruel, intoxicating torment.
He squeezed his eyes shut, his jaw clenched so tightly that his teeth ached.
This was all he had now.
A scent. Memories.
A hollow ache that no amount of bloodshed or whiskey could numb.
His hand curled into a fist, gripping the blanket she had used for only a few weeks, the fabric still warm with the phantom of her touch. ...
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