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Chapter Seventy Four

Author: Belle Jameson
last update Last Updated: 2023-01-03 19:39:54

HECTOR BAYES

”I’ve watched you, Lycan! Bringing your pert little whores into the city the way you do!” Esmeralda screamed gutturally, a bolt of lightning only just washing over her face so that her crazed expression was crystal clear.

”The woman has gone mad!” Kalden screamed beside me, gritting his teeth and making to take a step forward when the old maids warning chuckle cut him off.

I winced and shot my arm out to keep the angry werewolf in line, my eyes trained on the blade where a drop of blood had pooled on Nola’s neck.

“What the fuck do you want Esmeralda? There's nothing between us, not anymore. Release the woman, DO NOT TEST ME.” I growled, the rumble of my Alpha voice so frightening it made the leaves on the trees around us wither and die.

I remembered how I’d placated her even then, as any nobleman would, believing her homelessness to be the cause of her malaise- Never mind that I’d carved a queenly lot for her in the castle.

If I could, I would go back and kick the young k
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