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Waiting to attack
Paris' POV We are looking at the castle as we prepare for our plan to come into action. I am ready to give John and Oliver the whooping they need. I want them in jail as they have locked up some of our men. We see the she-wolves moving in and dressed in really revealing clothing. I like how they walk and think I may try it on, Walker. I almost laugh out loud as I think of myself walking like a hooker in practically no clothing. I think Walker would not appreciate my efforts. I smile as I look at him. "Don't even think about dressing like that," Walker whispers, as if he can read my mind. "Damn, and here I am, thinking it will be fun seducing you," I whisper back. "A queen will never dress like that," Jeff says, and I want to laugh. "Well, if it is only for the King's eyes, I can n
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