“How dare you, Jesse Sinclair,” Midnight says, standing with her feet wide apart in front of her yurt, hands on her hips, glaring hard up at her mate. “You know the rules. No! Pups!”“Oh, come on, Mids,” Jesse says, grinning and gesturing towards Marigold, who is still perched on his arm. “She’s sta
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