The Werewolf’s Bride: The Pack Rules #1 - Plot & Excerpts
Twelve. HE LAUGHED AND slapped the back of the chair. “Like I said, you are very astute. I bet you had me figured two seconds after I walked in the door. You see things that most people don’t. People don’t want to look, they’re afraid of what they might find. But not you. No, you look right into their very hearts.” “God! Are you going to kill her or fuck her?” Sara popped to her feet. “I’m getting some air. Would you finish this shit so we can get back to the den? There’s a brawl later tonight, and I want in on it.” She stomped out of the cabin, slamming the door behind her. “Hard to believe we’re related, isn’t it? Sara has her uses, though.” He stood up and began rolling up his sleeves. “I should’ve worn more appropriate apparel, but I came straight from the courthouse.” “You’re a lawyer in Vegas,” I guessed. “Defense attorney.
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