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Max smelled her first—strawberry-chocolate, sweet enough to make his 500-year-old fangs ache. The rabbit shifter froze as he cornered her, Fin's half-wolf snarls fading behind his vampire glamour. "Fated," he murmured, brushing her scarred back. She flinched, "I belong to no one."
Jeffrey's math papers scattered when Cedric slammed the door. "Adenharts don't belong here," the hybrid hissed, thoug
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