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pain.
    Have I mentioned how much I love that
man?
    Logan moved to interfere, but Darren’s growl
stilled the Alpha. Unsure of what to do, Logan opted to stand
there, unwanted, glaring at Blake. He may be the Alpha over
shifters in the entire U.S., but what Lorraine had done merited
punishment.
    A wave of jealously washed over me, blinding
me with the need to kill Lorraine. Leaning heavily against the
couch, I blew out a breath and secured those emotions down
deep.
    Blake released Lorraine roughly, his face
contorted in disgust. She fell, limply, onto the couch behind
her.
    “You should probably call someone to take
care of her,” Blake stated indifferently, holding out a hand to
me.
    “You alright?” he asked, pulling me close.
Linked to me from our bedroom activities, he felt an echo of my
emotions.
    I nodded, forcing a smile, not looking at
Kass. I already hated myself for what I had done to her. The
chances of her hating me when this was over were high as well.
    The chipper photographer popped her head back
in. “We ready?”
    All eyes turned to Kass, who smoothed down
her hair before standing. “Yes, we are,” she replied, far too
calm.

Chapter 2
    We
successfully completed all the required pictures. The groom was
waiting with the minister or preacher or whatever. I smiled down at
Hannah, Darren’s daughter. The death of her mother, Darren’s first
wife, had awakened Hannah’s dormant succubus powers. Now she was
going to be Kass’s adopted daughter. I was thrilled Hannah would
have such a teacher and guardian.
    “You ready?” I asked in an excited whisper as
music began playing.
    She nodded, crossing her arms in her delicate
light purple dress and smooshing the basket of flower petals
against her. “I was born ready,” her saucy butt informed me.
    I smothered a laugh as I said, “You have been
spending too much time with me.”
    She shrugged. Holding her head high, tossing
petals regally, she gracefully walked the aisle to her father. I
love that kid.
    As I turned to Kass, my smile fell away. She
looked at me blankly. “I should smile?” she questioned.
    “Only if you want to.”
    My own smile felt rigid and, like Kass’s,
didn’t reach my eyes.
    …
    The ceremony was elegant, just like Kass.
Darren gazed adoringly at Kass during the exchange of vows and I,
thankfully, couldn’t see Kass’s face as she gave hers. Her bland
voice had me cringing internally, though.
    We finally sat down to eat. I could now relax
the smile that was straining my cheek muscles. I let out a breath
and commenced inhaling the food that was laid out before us, not
tasting much as my mind replayed the scene with Lorraine. It really
might be time to kill the bitch. However, killing humans is frowned
upon, not to mention that I’d have to deal with the fallout with
Logan.
    Casting a look at Logan, who sat on the other
side of Darren at the long table, I drummed my fingers against the
cream tablecloth, deep in thought.
    I watched the waiter lean forward to whisper
something into Logan’s ear. Based on the stiffening in his
shoulders and the twitch in his jaw, it wasn’t good news. He pushed
his chair back forcefully and followed the skinny human help to the
kitchens.
    I waited a moment, watching them, before I
decided to follow. Let’s be honest, I don’t really trust Logan to
be able to handle much of anything, and when it came to Kass’s big
day, I wouldn’t be letting the overgrown shifter screw it up.
    Not that I hadn’t already screwed it up, but
that was beside the point now. Pushing through the swinging double
doors and advancing down the long hallway, I found the kitchen.
Logan’s voice bouncing off the small space had me turning right
down another corridor, where I caught up to him.
    “What’s going on?” I asked, coming up next to
him and scanning the shifters lined up in front of him. “Really
Logan,” I complained, “can’t I leave you alone for two
minutes?”
    “Apparently, these folks have a