lin

and piercing eyes of Kain Blackwell. My husband on paper. A man I bar

. He just pushed the

instantly severing the chaotic noise and freezing rain of New York. The interior was a warm, dry sanctua

ulders. The moment his knuckles brushed my damp skin, a violent, electric spark shot through m

ge was soaked through with blood from where Kira had intent

oice was a low, lethal rumble t

enigmatic man-a man I assumed was just a rogue businessman-how thor

I lied, looking away

w. I could see it in the dangerous, predatory darkening of his eyes. But instead of calling ou

rapped fresh gauze around my palm. The sheer, unexpected tenderness from a man who radiated su

ouse," he stated, his tone

ha's cage; I wasn't about to walk into another man'

essive instinct, his Inner Wolf clearly furious at being denied the chance t

Link. He was issuing orders to his Pack. Then, the tension in his

se

my penthouse

ce. Adelina's little stunt at the gala was nothing but a desperate plea for attention. A

bed, sobbing and ready to beg for my forgiveness. I was ready to br

oom door open. "Adel

died in

ap blazers. The dresser was empty. Even the damn Egyptian cotton sheets s

left absolutely

a blinding, feral rage. My Inner Wolf clawed at

She thought she could just walk out of my

o wolf, no protection. She would have to come crawling back to Davenport Tech tomorrow morning to finalize