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... what remained of them, to pack up their supplies that had survived the assault in an effort to abandon the Las Vegas area entirely. Zane and the others were lying in wait at the ambush point just outside Victor's territory.

The Domain of Horde King was sacred and unique. It took great caution to avoid them while within the borders of the territory they controlled. And if Zane tried to kill these militant feminists while they licked their wounds within the ruins of their destroyed home. < ...

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

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