Chapter 169

  Xander's POV

  The second Domenico hit the ground, I stalked toward him, every inch of me trembling with barely contained fury.

  How dare he.

  How fucking dare he lay a hand—no, a claw—on her.

  He growled low in his throat as he stood, fur matted with blood and dirt. I saw the flicker of recogn...

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