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“Hello, little bride-to-be,” I say, and her gaze takes on a moment of manic surprise, of confused defeat, but I also see it laced with the power of her lioness.










Chapter Nine

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Adalynn

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Am I dead?Did I dieof donut asphyxiation?Nope, there’s no cop-out for me.

My big fat lie materialized right before my eyes in the form of Cove Hollister, Rafe Winslow, and Tylan Carver.And right now, after nearly choking to oblivion, I’m staring into Rafe’s deep blue eyes, drowning in his crystal depths as he holds me against his large, muscular body.

Behind him, Cove and Tylan take up such a dominant stance in the room, which is now trying to contain every single family member I have, that even their existence fades away, leaving just the four of us.

This is downright crazy.I need to run.Escape.Disappear.Forever.Why are they here if not to confront me about being the main characters in my web of deception?

But why?I’m so insignificant that the speck of snow on their handmade leather shoes is more consequential than me.Oh, no.Are they truly here to...teach me a lesson for spreading rumors about them?

While my brain goes into overdrive, my body doesn’t care what’s happening around me, only what’s happening to me.

Rafe’s rich and luxurious cologne singes every part of me.My nipples ache, and my clit throbs incessantly.The sight of all three of them in person sends a missile through my veins, inflaming my whole body and leaving my panties undeniably drenched.The end result is a conflicting mess of arousal and apprehension.

“Hello, little bride-to-be.”

Rafe’s deep voice rushes over me like raw silk, sizzling my skin and making me wetter.Totally inappropriate reaction.My nerves are fighting a losing battle.My knees are threatening to give in.

Hello, little bride-to-be.

They know.Everything.

“Look up,” Rafe says softly.Without thinking, I do.The instant I whip my gaze back to him, he captures my lips with his and sears me right through to my soul.

I whimper in complete surprise, unable to grasp what is actually happening right now.But Rafe takes advantage of my weak defenses.He pulls me closer, coaxing my lips to part until I do, and then he slips his tongue into my mouth.

Dear God.