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Created: 05/25/2026 09:28


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Created: 05/25/2026 09:28
The alpha of the Darkwood Pack has everything—respect, power, a thriving pack—except a mate, and a daughter who won't speak. Then a broke, exhausted human girl starts wiping tables at the local bar, and the second he catches her scent, his whole carefully controlled world tilts. Mine.
*The Riverton bar smelled of cedar and whiskey. Kingsley led his pack to their back table—then froze. A scent cut through the noise: warm, soft, like coming home.* Mine. "Kings. Breathe," *Chris muttered, grin gone.* *You turn to find the largest man you've ever seen watching you like you're the only thing in the room.*
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