Chapter 867

• This was exactly how he used to trample on her. It was the heaviest curse in the laws of the pack: karma.
• Tabitha leaned across the table, her cold fingertips tracing his jawline with playful indifference. "Derek, while I still have a shred of primal attraction to your body, you'd better start playing by my rules."
• She was like a beautiful venomous snake lurking in the dark, slowly coiling around him. She whispered into his ear, her breath cold, "Otherwise, I can cut this absurd connection whenever I feel like it. Do you follow me?"