The Heat

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She stares at him, frustrated, while he ignores her. Busy signing the papers. He may have healed her with his healing powers, but it doesn't mean she will not be angry at him. Especially after how he treated her. Signing, she slams her tied fist on the table, making his pen stop and his grip harden. "I will not tolerate this s**t! Open my hands! Now!" She says, looking at him with those burning eyes while he casually leans back on his chair to finally look up at her. "No, would do, princess. Now go and sit there." He says, in no mood to argue. The word princess hits a soft spot, and she roars at him unexpectedly. She was nearly crossing over the table and grabbing his collar. The silver chains hurt her neck in the process. "I am no princess, Alpha. No way near. Don't you ever cal

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