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If that didn’t work, she was going to touch him as if she wanted to, exactly as Annette had described She was going to finish hiht take off her dress

With Annette at her side, they had shared a quiet afternoon—the Beta wo on a divan near a fine view of the city

To spend a day doing nothing for the sake of pleasure was uncustomary By this hour, Brenya would have walked outside the Do, walked back to Beta Sector, showered, attended to her duties in the barracks Instead she had spent the day sleeping while Annette hummed softly to her belly

When she wasn’t drea of jasmine, Brenya watched the Beta

She was so composed, so sure of herself in all she did She had no qual them some lunch or to order an errand

Brenya could emulate the woh and sance If all Centrist woa was doomed to be forever aard

She was asleep again when theup alert to the stink of aggression Brenya did not re she had practiced went out the ith one look at the Alpha’s rage

Ancil had his hands on Annette, already having dragged his wife from her seat as he roared, “What did you do?”

The woman, the composed woman who had been so kind to her, stood shocked by her husband’s display “What on earth do you mean?”

He gave the woh shake that her hair fell loose froames and tricks Your note arrived while ere still in session… and can you guess what happened, dear wife?”

All innocence, Annette answered as if there was no threat “Our Coave him one”