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I knew he was one of them. One of my pack.

He’s shorter than me. Then again, I have yet to meet a guy as tall as my six-foot-five. Even Ronin is shorter than me. He has to look up to meet my gaze, which I like, and his eyes hold a mixture of trepidation and spunk.

“I should get going,” he says faintly.

“Why are you here?”

“I’m not… sure,” he admits. “Thought I wanted to see Ronin and Gigi. But that was a bad idea anyway.”

“You have a history with them.”

His mouth twists. “You could say that. Brief history. All over now.”

“Is it? I’ve seen the way they look at you. They want you.”

“Guess their gazes were lying,” he says, bitterness seeping into his voice. “I really should… go.”

“Wait, Grey.”

“They’re right not to want me,” he says. “I’m a mess. I’ve let people down. My family… they’ve disowned me for not doing their bidding.”

“Then they’re idiots,” I say.

A faint smile pulls at his lips. He shakes his head, looks away.

I grab his hand and haul him to the back of the gym.

“What are you doing?” he says but it’s faint, too. He follows gamely, and I hope I’m not taking advantage of him while he’s upset.

I lead him into one of the changing rooms, close and lock the door. Then I turn around and regard him.

“I want to check,” I say. “Check if I’m right.”

“About what?”

“You.” I lift a hand to his face, stroke his cheek and though his brows arch, he subtly leans into the touch. His shoulders are pressed back to the wall, and we’re close enough I can feel his chest rising and falling with each breath.

He smells right. Feels right.

His cock stirs against my thigh as I lean in slowly, giving him time to stop me.

He doesn’t.

I kiss him. He tastes of apple and cinnamon too. That was his scent, and knowing that makes me even harder.

He makes a small sound, like he wants to say something, and although I’d like nothing better than to deepen the kiss, I draw back.

He’s frowning.

“Grey?”

He stares at me, questions in his eyes. Then he shakes his head. “I can’t do this again,” he whispers. “Ronin broke me. I’m sorry.”

And ducking under my arm, he unlocks the door and runs away. His steps echo inside the room, then the door closes behind him and it’s quiet.

Ronin?What the hell has the fucker been doing?

And goddammit, it’s obvious they all want one another, and I want them all. It would be a fucking good pack.

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