Luke’s P.O.V.
What the hell?
There…
in my f*****g bed…
was a she-wolf…
a f*****g naked she-wolf!
WHAT THE HELL?!
How did she even get in here?
I was still holding Bree, as I looked at the girl in my bed, and saw how she grinned wide at me. It was a freaking drunk grin, the grin of someone who would not remember a single thing by tomorrow morning. And I wondered for a second if I was hallucinating this myself. I mean, this s**t was just too crazy to be true, right? But why would I hallucinate about a girl like that, when I had my own mate right here in my arms, who was f*****g perfection to me. And I froze, probably holding on to Bree even tighter, as I knew that I wasn’t hallucinating at all, this was all f*****g real.
This was not good…
This was not f*****g good.
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