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Mated to the Triplet Alphas - Chapter 44: Hunted
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... drove my elbow backward as hard as I could, making contact with something solid—a stomach or ribs. The attacker grunted, his grip loosening just enough for me to wrench away, stumbling forward and spinning around to face him.
He was massive—at least six and a half feet tall, broad-shouldered, and dressed in black. A bandana covered the lower half of his face, and a hood shadowed his eyes. My heart hammered against my ribs as I backed away, measuring the distance between us.
I co ...
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