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Chapter 71

He stopped in the middle of the hall, hands tucked inside the pocket of his jeans, and tugged his lips to a mischievous smirk that I’d seen him plaster the first time we met in the club. He stared at us as if waiting for our next move as soon as he showed up, but all we did was stand, dumbfounded, as Tobias's low moans filled our ears. When one of his knees softened and weakness started to take over his body, he weighed heavier, and I tried my best to keep him from falling. 

“Saving the poor werewolf, I see,” the guy uttered and scoffed. “I’m surprised he survived.”

“What do you want?” I asked, glaring at him. “We’ve done nothing wrong to this organization.”

“I’m aware of that. You’ve done nothing wrong to them . . . but to me.” He pulled his hands out of his pock

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