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He was a man she should stay far away from. He was dangerous, and, even worse than that, he was a Lycan, distasteful mutts that they were. She was barely able to tolerate the one who'd married Elspeth. This conversation was over. She did not need a Lycan in her life, no matter how much he made her heart race. Hazel tipped her nose in the air and leveled him with what she hoped was her iciest glare. "Yer services are no' needed, Lord Brimsworth. Now turn around and go back ta Hampshire or wherever ye came from. A muscle twitched in his jaw, and Hazel will owe nervously. Lord Brimsworth took a step closer to her and said, "There's nothing for me in Hampshire, lass. My future is in Glasgow. Blast him! Why did he have to say future? Hazel almost swal owed her tongue. Why was the Eng