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Chapter 13 - Max
Max stepped from within the trees when he heard the car engine turn off, moving towards the car while Logan jumped out of the driver’s seat, carrying a small gym bag in hand and an angry expression on his face. “Tell me you didn’t mark him!” Logan snarled even before Max could speak, throwing the bag at his alpha. Max caught it before it hit him, lowering it down so he could meet his beta’s eyes. “I didn’t. He didn’t let me,” Max replied, his frustration growing. “Thank the goddess! At least one of you had some sense left!” Logan sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Do you realize how stupid provoking them is? What if they lash out and hurt someone at the house? Or you? Or him? You can’t keep a group of warriors constantly around you, and no matter how strong you are, you can’t bea
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