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Heath's Crush
Everleigh MilesIf I may recommend, after reading chapter 106 of The Pack's Triquetra (currently titled "Heath's Crush"), go back to The Pack's Secret Keeper and re-read chapter 43 "River House" and 45 "Orgy". I'm not going to re-write that sex scene from the guy's perspective, as I think that re-reading those chapters after 106 does the job nicely. Happy Reading :-)
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