House of Lycan: Kings & Queens, Book 2

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With determination and a little insanity, he inhaled a deep breath, stalking the woman he intended to spend the rest of his life with. It may be pure hell for both of them, but he was up for the challenge.
Her face turned to him.
Their eyes met.
She paled.
He snarled.
She backed three steps from the door, bumping into anyone and everyone, knocking files, papers and phones from their hands.
People stared, their worried faces darting between him and Stevie.
“You,” he grumbled, pointing one finger.
“Shit,” she squeaked.
“Stevie Frances,” he barked.
She jumped, looked both ways, and bolted into the nearest hallway.
“Mr. Quinn. We’re ready.”
“You handle it,” he yelled, slamming the doors open with a growl. Lightning flashed in the windows, thunder crashed, and several people gasped behind him. Her scent hit him full force, and his muscles twitched. She wouldn’t get away this time.