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“Finn,” Hunter makes that strained, the-fuck-are-you-doing-now voice that I love. “Way too soon.”

“When?” I want to buy Lilah so much shit.

Give her everything.

Feels so good, I’m adding online shopping to my list.

Things that keep Finnegan Wyvern from cliff-diving into the abyss:

Lilah

Saunas

Mating Lilah

Shopping for Lilah

Saunas with Lilah?

Bar fights

“How you holding on without the pack bond?” Hunter peers all up in my eyes, but what the fuck does he expect to find in there?

It’s like an empty well in my head.

The tie to the pack used to be my only rope.

But soon there’ll be a better line keeping me from free-falling. A stronger one made of moonbeams and pink sugar.

Have to bite her soon.

Need her too much.

Crave her light.

“She’s my reason.”

“Good. But you have to get Lilah’s trust before you start giving her kinky shit. Otherwise, she’ll run.”

“How?”

“Prove you can be the alpha she needs. We have zero street cred, so we have to show her we’re ride or die or she’ll never want to build a life with us.”

Silence roars between my ears.

“Think about it.” Hunter claps my shoulder. “And also, get the fuck out. It’s my turn to take care of her.”

I don’t want to take turns.

I need my Star full-time, all-the time.

But I’m not too far gone to understand what he’s saying.

I hop on my bike and tear out.

The roar of the engine echoes, but everything’s so dark without Lilah, I can’t even tell if my headlight works.

I’m driving downtown, scraping the pit of my head for answers when I skid and flip a U-turn, roaring to a stop at Hunter’s favorite place on earth.

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