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riking the hardwood outsid

the brass hook, and tied the sash tight around my waist. The freezing water

remaining toxins bef

e ceramic vase sitting on the marble console table. Tucked into th

three fresh leaves off the ste

decades of studying ancient herbology had taught me that raw silver-leaf neutralized chemical sedati

the bedroom door flew

less littl

cut through t

Clint's youngest sister, an arrogant Beta warrior who treated anyone beneath her rank like dirt under

e untouched pillows on Clint's side of

ng her arms over her chest. "He took one look at you

her with a calm expression. "Whatever happened b

finger inches from my nose. "You used some dirty, backhanded tr

made every single day in this house a living hell, mocking me

brother," I said coldly, batting her hand aw

g red. She was used to submissive Om

ch me, you wo

through the air toward my face with the r

ite wolf bloodline remained hidden from the world, my ph

etting her palm graze empty air, and loc

cracked l

arlene snarled, ya

not shift an inch. The arrogance o

ening my fingers over the pressure point on her forearm until a wince

s racket,

om the hallway, followed by a voic

ished silver-tipped cane. She was the senior matriarch of the R

a wounded pout as she spun toward the older woman.

r. The old woman's pale, sharp eyes swept over me, taking in m

r tone flat. "Until Clint casts her out, she is under h

tep back, dipping my head with quiet respect. "Go

ating look, her cane resting

reakfast is served in the main dining hall in one

hall, the two maids scurrying b

red wrist, glaring a

ething, Kaelynn?" she

vealing the corner of a crumpled, yellowe

er lips curling into a venomous smirk. "When Clint comes down to breakfast, I'm

on her way out, rat

door, my fingers curlin

rged l

y chance of Clint believing me. It had branded me an unfa

't let you get a