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Which, in a way, it had.
Every inch of me was tight with need, my muscles coiled and aching from holding back. My wolf clawed at the surface, howling, claim her, claim her, claim her, and it took everything I had not to turn back around and give in.
But I didn’t.
I stormed down the hallway, my steps loud, angry, echoing through the silent pack house like thunder.
I needed air.
Space.
Sanity.
The second I hit the back doors, I shifted—bo ...
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