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Chapter 6

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e Davi

to the highway toward the downtown InterContinental Hotel, t

ing a deliberate gap between Hardin and me, my hands

s aggressive Supreme Alpha scent of dark wood and ozone filled every

a threw my weight sideways. Before I could brace myself,

o my side of the seat, but Hardin's eyes snapped o

ss the sensitive pulse point on the inside of my wrist, sending a viole

carrying a gravelly edge in the dim cabin

turned my face toward the tinted windo

ed to walking in

my excuse, though I could feel his heavy gaze lingering on

nto the brightly lit underground VIP park

llroom. When the gold doors slid open, the sound of a live stri

burned off too fast in a werewolf's rapid metabolism to get anyone drunk, and not a single piece

a steadying breath, laid my fingers lightly over the sleeve

across the ballroom died down. Hundreds of heads turned

the crowd of high-ranking pac

m? He hasn't brought a female companion

n't that the sixty-million-dollar Star-Mo

he elevated VIP lounge area while minor Alphas and Betas

on of pure malice hit the back of my neck fro

narrowed. Standing near the buffet tab

uxedo, his jaw slack as he stared at

her fingers digging so hard into Bryson's sleeve that her

in to discuss a northern border tariff. Hardin glanced down at me-Wait h

t table, I picked up a cryst

immediately exchanged a look and marched st

ie swayed her hips as she stopped in front of me, pitching her

aze over my couture gown and the blood

out of my penthouse. Turns out you just spread your legs f

ngers tightening around the cold c

one crawls into bed with trash to climb

t out a shrill laugh, covering he

really think a top-tier noble would seriously claim a defectiv

heiresses gathered around in a half-circle, point

ing doctor who sold her bo

That dress and necklace are probabl

n puffed out his chest and leaned in clo

I might still consider taking you in as a side mistress afte

a wave of disgust rolled through my stomach, and my

rystal glass and flung the ice-cold spar

k terms with me?" My voice rang out crisp and fre

front of the crowd, his face turned purple with rage, and he swung his op

bitch, you have

e, a large, masculine hand wearing a black diamond cufflink shot ou

ominance of an enraged Supreme Alpha exploded across

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