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"If you want me to show you a good time, Huntress, you only have to ask. With a please, of course,"
“Huntress.” His breath was a wisp of a shadow in my mind. “You do not know the violence that runs through my veins, begging me to obliterate anyone who lays a hand on you.”
“Not all of us wear our scars on our face for all to see, Wolf. Some of us like to hide, as if that will make the pain go away.”
A fraction of a smile flashed across Wolf’s wickedly handsome face before he dipped his head and kissed me. No, a kiss was not a strong enough word to describe it. It was a confession, a promise, a domination, an enchantment.
And I hated him the most because I didn’t hate him at all.
