Chapter 22

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Damien navigated his way back to his compound in a state of distraction, so much so that he'd taken a wrong turn coming out of the North End and had to backtrack a few blocks just to resume course. His head was filled with the scent of Amelia, the taste of her. She lingered on his skin and his tongue, and all it took was him remembering the feel of her gorgeous body clinging to him, sheathing him, to give him a massive hard-on. Damn it. What he'd done tonight with Amelia was unplanned and straight-up stupid. Not that he could muster a lot of remorse for the way he'd spent the last few hours. He'd never been so on fire with a woman, and it wasn't as if he was lacking for comparisons. He wanted to blame the fact that Amelia was a Breedmate and that her blood was alive inside him, but the t

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