Silver Creek what fell from grace

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Oh, she would show him. Vex snickered softly, not moving as he approached. She had to admire his courage. She drank in his words, and something in her just... clicked. "Who are you?" Vex repeated, her voice scarcely above a whisper.

"Today, you are mine." A fervent promise fell from black lips, and she began to circle him, eyeing him from all sides, taking in his scent. He was clearly not a wolf, that had been apparent since first seeing him. But, he was close enough, and damn if she didn't want him — or any man.

The Cruor Queen wound herself about the male, brushing her russet side against his, nipping roughly at his shoulder.