Chapter15 MYSTERY GIRL
Talon’s POV
"Yesss, baby—I’m about to cum," I groaned, my voice thick with pleasure as the sexy minx on her knees worked my cock like it was her favourite treat. With a final moan, I spilled deep down her throat.
"Mmm, yum," she purred, licking me clean with that magical tongue of hers.
I buckled up my ripped jeans in a rush, smirking down at her. "Babe, everyone’s asking for me at the birthday bash. We’ll pick this up later, yeah?"
As I stepped out, a sharp, intoxicating scent hit me like a punch to the gut.
Fuck. That smell again. Where the hell is it coming from?
My wolf stirred instantly, pushing against my skin, desperate to take over. It was drawing us—dragging us—out of the club.
And then I saw her.
A flash of red. A woman turning the corner in a slinky crimson dress, the light catching a scar across the back of her neck. Her body was a sin carved into flesh—dangerous curves, a confident sway. My breath caught.
I had to know what she looked like from the front.
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