#62
Evander
The pack instinctively flanked her, and I stepped in front of her, blocking the intruder’s gaze. Dominic stood before me, his tailored jacket tossed over his shoulder, wearing a pinstriped dress shirt with a tie no doubt shoved in his pocket. His navy gaze met mine with an air of annoyance...
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