CHAPTER 169

AMARA

I blinked at him, eyebrows shooting up.

“You… want me to ride you? Like—like a horse?”

Alaric, in his enormous, midnight-black wolf form, simply tilted his head and gave me that look. The one that somehow managed to ooze smugness and mischief without him saying a single word. His golden...

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