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ot your

y air of the office, a desperate li

iling windows. Instead, the suffocating storm of wet earth and sharp cedar thickened, and Ka

ssive weight of his presence only magnified. "Negotiations are over

y chest. "I can't. I have to

his tone flat but laced with an undeniable, crushing weight,

e. My wolfless body had no defense against it. Any verbal rebellion died in my throat. Trembling, I lowered my

ls. Before the doors could close, they slid open again on the 40th floor. T

dn't hear the frantic Mind-Link exchange between them-the curse of being wolfless-but I didn't need to. Their nostrils flared, taking in the suffoc

ing. In this mirrored box, I was a public spectacle, a wolfless Omega brand

es practically fled, replaced by Elias Vance. The Pack's Beta

still desperately clutching my collar, briefly catching the angry red burn on my wrist from th

gn department, Ms. Vance?" Kaelen mocked so

y, he leaned in. "Your ta

agged slowly, deliberately over the dark, bruised bite mark hidden beneath the wool. A violent jolt of electr

ce a low, possessive growl meant only for me. "Don'

intervention, but the Beta stood like a marble statue, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

nt. The silence was heavy, broken only

toward me, forcing my back flat against the cold mirror. "You deny our bond t

ng with dark intent. "These are very poor moves, little wolf. All your defian

ors slid open, revealing the cavernous, dimly lit underground garage. Wa