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One Fking Happy Pile of Fkery

Havermouth, Five Years Before

“Are you going to f-k her all day, Heath, or come out and socialize?” Rohan leaned into the open window, and Aislen cried out, pulling Heath back to her as he rose in reaction to the intrusion, using his body to shield her, as she had tried to use Rhett a week before in a similar circumstance.

“F-k off, Rohan,” Heath snarled, his eyes flashing with his wolf and the words carrying the feral growl of his nature.

Rohan pulled back by instinct. “Sorry, man, I just…” He stuttered, taken aback by Heath’s aggression.

“Yeah, you just,” Heath snapped out irritably. “But I’m not. So, f-k off and leave me in peace.”

Rohan withdrew, and Aislen heard a hush fall over the gathering outside in response to his return as Heath settled back over her. He shifted until he found a comfortable position. “Stroke me,” he demanded, his voice still holding his anger from the unwelcome interruption.

Aislen’s heart pattered uneasily as she resumed stroking through his hair. He sig
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