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ONE HUNDRED & THIRTEEN

ELLIOT's [POV]

I handed the toddler to Zed, stepping out onto the porch and kneeling in front of the gorgeous woman who'd just declared me hers. My wolf was fighting me for control, my heart pounding like a fucking jackhammer, but I forced myself to stay calm for her as her bones began to snap.

"I'm going to get these clothes off you so your wolf doesn't rip them," I told her, quickly setting to work at removing her clothes. My damn hands shook something fierce, but I ignored ...

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