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Chapter Fourty two

Kev

I fucking hate wearing suits. They’re claustrophobic and suffocate my wolf. And the damn ties make me want to choke something.

Not my own neck.

Someone else’s neck.

Like the human sitting across from me.

Fortunately, he’s useful. Unfortunately, he’s the reason I’m in the suit.

I wait patiently as he counts the cash in front of me, showing me the bonus he’s giving me for a job well done.

He gave me a mark. I carried out the assignment without any inquiries or assistance required. And now I’m being paid for it.

“You military-types are unnervingly silent,” he says.

I don’t reply. He assumes I’m military because I’m good at what I do. I don’t bother correcting him because I don’t need to explain myself. I’m a

freelance assassin. The suit is just my version of a mask.

If he saw the claws beneath, there would be questions.

And I really fucking hate questions.

This guy has several on his mind. I can see them in his dark eyes. But he’s smart enough to keep his mouth shut, instead thankin
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