Chapter 92

  MEGAN'S POV

  My wolf practically purrs inside me, her desire slamming into me so hard I have to grip the edge of the dresser to steady myself.

  'Want,' she growls. 'Want. Need.'

  I jerk my eyes back up, my face absolutely on fire, and Xarion smirks at me.

  "You're red," he observes, his smirk ...

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