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After a grueling trip to the healing pools, we returned toanother grimalkin attack. The horror and hurt of the assault ignites theawakening wildness inside me. I might not be an alpha — despite what people arecalling me — but I’ll protect this pack to my dying breath. My very souldemands it. Of course, my soul also demands that Cyrus is my mate. We’ve crashed together, our passion overwhelming us, butduty inevitably pulls him away. That leaves my soul achingly incomplete,despite the loving attention of my fated mates, Bishop and Knox. But I have no time to figure things out. The assassin whoalmost killed Bishop is still on the loose, Sterling is haunting my dreamsagain, and a darkness is growing inside me… …a darkness that could save us all or destroy me and the menI love.
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