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DOOMED OUTING

ADRIAN

“Are you sure about this, Alpha?”

Him and his fucking ‘sure’ questions.

Roger might have convinced me not to wear claw leather to this doomed outing tonight—as a warning to everyone out there to stay the fuck back—but I wished he could convince Aurora to cease it from happening. She had willed me into saying yes and I fucking hated her for making me fall into her demands.

And since Aurora’s mind was made up, mine was as well.

“Do I look sure?” I growled at him since the answer was already clear, buttoning up what would’ve been the violet turndown shirt of a tuxedo—no fucking jacket needed. The shirt was simple enough to pass on for anything normal.

My favorite belt strapped my black pants to my waist, an intentional move if I remembered it when I was out whooping some ass.

Self-control has never been in my dictionary and it would take every fucking ounce of me to keep myself at bay if a fucking asshole even lingered his eyes on my nightmare for a second too long. I was edgy, a
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