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12. Ilia
Sun sipping through my curtains woke me up. That and a smell of cheap perfume, my last night guest left behind. She was a mediocre lay, and I wouldn't probably entertain the idea of her, if I wasn't in a rush to find someone. And I'm not even going to admit what I had to think about to finally c*m after she sucked my c**k for twenty minutes straight, just to throw her out next. It wasn't my finest night, but it did the trick. In my head Aubrey was meant to hear about the girl from someone, but meeting her in the elevator was even better. The look on her face didn't betray too much of her feelings, but what girl would stay in the Pack after her Mate did something like that. Exactly, none. I wasn't planning on being cruel, but if she would have just listened and acted about rejection
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