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“Is that okay?” he asks. One by one, the girls nod. “Can Ivo and Tye take you back? Help you get it set up?” Killian is trying to speak gently, and it makes my insides warm. “Ivo, yes. Tye, no,” Mari answers. Killian raises an eyebrow, but Mari doesn’t elaborate. Kennedy stares at the ground….

Lochlan readjusts his grip on his knife. I freeze, willing Killian not to attack. I send every calming thought I have down the bond. He roars, but he stays where he is. “You’re done, Killian,” Lochlan says. Under the braggadocio, there’s a tremor running down his arms. And his weak leg. He’s been favoring the…

I need to go away with him, be alone, piece this together. Remember everything. But we’re in the middle of a coup, and Killian is going to blaze in any second, rip the heads off half our fighting males, and roll them at my feet. I know this because the image is flashing through the…

This was clearly an elaborate plot, and it’s going to fail so quickly, if I blink, I’ll miss it-if I don’t get killed in the chaos when Killian attacks. The males in the woods are trying to hide their scents with pine needles and acorns, but Killian won’t be fooled. He won’t come in his…

Or only as safe as the other will keep us. Killian frowns, sitting taller, scanning the room. “Why are you scared?” I could lie. I could refuse to answer. I could turn my back on this thing between us. But although I’ve been weak before, I’ve never been a coward. “You could hurt me again.”…

The lifetime spent beating the shit out of other shifters? The throne on the dais where he lounges while females throw themselves at him and he barks orders at us lesser folk? I’m a fool. I knew what he was, and here I am with his jizz still dripping down my leg. I grab a…

I just need to calm down. My heart’s pounding, fur is prickling my back, itching like hell, and I’ve got too many teeth in my mouth. I pace up and down the path. I need a run. I need a fight. And then I scent a male on the wind. Close. A little more than…

“How can you say that? In this pack?” And then she looks at my mother. My father’s mate. The bruise on her cheek has faded yellow, but there’s no doubt in my mind, she has fresh ones somewhere else, somewhere she can cover with her long skirts and sleeves. “I’ll never hurt Una. I’ll never…

Training. Fighting. Busting skulls so half-feral males would fall in line? Doing the bills? She could’ve been hurt. She could have been stolen. But she wasn’t. Haisley, Rowan, a whole bunch of other females are willing to do whatever with a high-ranking male. I don’t disallow it. It’s better that the females choose. Better than…

She’s actually enjoying her ice cream. She savors it, swirling her tongue around the base and then mouthing the cream into peaks. The back of my neck sweats. We’re sitting together on a wrought-iron bench, and I swear, I’m heating the metal. She has a dollop of melted white on her bottom lip. She darts…