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-I could hurt them. I could kill them all, but not you. If it were up to me, you'd never see a drop of your own blood again.–

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Destiny is an unpredictable force that no one can control. 

This is especially true for Tyler, a homeless omega who lives in shelters and works odd jobs to get by. 

When a rogue Alpha attempts to kill him, Tyler's life takes a turn for the worse. 

However, things get even more complicated when Sasha, an Alpha, and powerful figure in the mafia, takes an interest in him.

Despite Tyler's reservations, he is forced into an arrangement with Sasha, and over time his initial distrust begins to fade.

But their relationship is tested when the rogue Alpha reappears, revealing secrets that threaten to tear them apart.

Caught in the middle, Tyler and Sasha must choose between confronting the demons of their past or risking everything they've built together.

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I'm beginning to come around to Tyler's way of thinking: hospitals are to be avoided. Certainly the non-private wards, like this one I've been put into now.

When Tyler rakes the curtain across dramatically, like an actor making an entrance on stage, I almost smile—but after what Darla told me happened downstairs, there's nothing funny about today at all. I don't care if the Irish come for me. I'll be delighted to send them all to hell. But if they're coming for Tyler—

"Well?" he demands. "What did the doctors say?"

"I pulled a few stitches, that's all."

"Bullshit." He grabs my chart from the foot of the bed and reads it himself, frowning. I wonder how much of it makes any sense to him—but knowing Tyler, he's educated himself on the ins and outs of my injuries, treatment, and recovery prognosis.

"Baby," I say softly, "Come here."

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