Lauren Dun

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My wolf sniffs at the piss-scented ball. The fear is as thick as soup, and for a second, I can feel the rage threaten to overtake him again, but for the first time, he shakes himself off. What is he thinking? I can’t tell. I’ve never been able to.
The Lone Wolf's Rejected Mate (Five Packs, #3)
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