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Chapter 11> He probably had to die.

She sighed sharply, feeling the warmth of Dustin's body, the strength of his arms around her, the smell of his manhood, the smell of his cock.

No matter how hard he was on her, no matter how uninterested he pretended to be, there was a part of him that he couldn't hold back.

 He can't hide the signal  that he wanted her, the way any alpha male werewolf desires a female.

The sexual chemistry between them sizzled and a heat flowed through her.  She moaned and he tightened his grip around her.

 Asta must have been delighted to be bred with such a strong man, he was much, much bigger and taller than a red Lycaon.

   "Asta," he said, wanting to hear a response from her.

   She frowned and opened her eyes.  Lucas gave her the same serious look as Dustin's as they climbed up the ridge.

   Akila," she said on edge, barely breathing.

   Dustin's sinister lips went even tighter.

   She frowned.  "three."
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