17: Merry Demon

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Alpha Maximus fired the motorbike in the pack house and pulled over beside the parked cars in the small front garage. He removed his thick gloves and set them on the handle, then his heavy black helmet. He had a small, mischievous smile on his thin lips. It spread into a deep chuckle. Hidden in the dark, he had watched Sage run down the silent street with her heart almost leaping out of her chest. The humorous incident still played in his head. She had called him, unknowingly, but she did. The gripping fear and anger that spread in her veins had made his wolf restless, made Gunner crave the blood of her tormentor. For her, he'd kill without giving the other freedom to speak. Maximus walked through the silent compound. Most of his staff were asleep, except the night guards. He enter

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