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Chapter 4 The heat

Word Count: 1162    |    Released on: 09/10/2023

ing my skimpily clothed body while keeping me from seeing anyone else. The scents of human hunters, demons, and wolves inside the lodge set off warn

green eyes moved back to meet mine, and then a deep, loud growl rumbled from his chest, sending the betas and omegas in my room

kick Eryx for creating their panic, but I was certain I'd pay for any slight against them. Saint's thumb rub

myself before I could face-plant onto the floor. Turning, I watched as he entered behind me, closing the door. He silently m

k in a relaxed pose with his han

ands from his raspy tone. Saint's lips twisted into a sardonic smile as hi

gown, Braelyn. I won't ask

At my response, he stood abruptly

my body against the wood. The amusement in his expression sent a ripple of warning through me. His mouth lowered, brushing against mine,

ntended to fuck Carlson in, now," he murmured softly, sending confusion through me. He stood back, watchin

o the floor, pooling around my feet before something cold pressed against my stomach. My entire body shuddered at feeling a blade again

his attention to my bralette, sliding the knife blade beneath it to cut through the lace, revealing my left breast. He did

tly, running the dull edge of th

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stared at my chest as I

, gasping as the blade cut into my breast. Saint lowered his heated mouth, trailing his tongue over the sma

ight the candles that sat on the dresser. When he was done, he turned me around to face the dresser. H

responding to mine, but you reek of fear, Princ

lips moved over my shoulder, sending a violent tremor rushing through me d

ed, but who wouldn't be with a mate like this asshole? My nipples pebbled into hard peaks, begging for his mouth to pleasure them

ting the moan that built in my throat. Saint used the blade to cut the soft material that was my only de- fense from him. His heavy

s tone bordered on demonic. The air left my lungs in a whoosh, and arousal coated my sex from the deep, demanding growl he released. My spine lifted and arched

me hard and fast before burying his fangs into my body, leaving me marked deeper than ever

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