Wolf's fangs, more foreboding

1997 Words

Megan Deere Unacceptable! Sara and Nick? That was still going on? Four years had gone by. The young alpha was engaged to be mated. And Sara was still in the picture? Megan lifted the large bowl of decorative sea shells and stones, throwing it at the wall as she screamed in rage. At the same time, a knock sounded on the door. She looked around wide-eyed at the mess. Another louder, insistent knock followed. “Who is it?” she snapped. “Security, Miss!” came the reply. She started to speak as she opened the door. “Sorry about the noise. I accidently dropped the…” Richard was the first to come into her line of sight. He had about three inches advantage on the guard who stood in front of him. As usual, his expression was unreadable. “There’s been a mistake, Miss Deere," the guard spok

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