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“Yeah, sure.” He led me several yards away from the others before he stopped. “So … I know you still have that loser, but maybe you could save a dance or two for me?” My wolf howled through me, but I forced her back in place. “Maybe.” I didn’t want to commit to something. Not while I was still technically with Greg. “I’ll take that.” Rage grinned and moved closer to me. His earthy scent surrounded me, and for the first time in a while, I relaxed. “Raven?” An all too familiar voice called out to me. No, it couldn’t be. It had to be my guilt messing around with me. I turned, and there, not even fifty feet away, was my boyfriend. “Greg?” “Well, I came here to surprise you, but it looks like I got one instead.” His eyes flashed back and forth between Rage and me. “So, you’re saying she c
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