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bitch effect.
    “I don’t see any rings.” She shot daggers at him. So, the poacher had her claws out? Blair had a set of his own. And they were sharp.
    “Oh, honey, we have rings. They’re called cock rings, something you won’t get a chance to see.” He reached up, pulling Dakota down to him, and deep throated his tongue right there in the store.
    Dakota pulled Blair up against his body, deepening the kiss. He better go along with this if he wants some more ass.
    Breaking the kiss, Dakota handed over his credit card, never looking away from Blair. Oh, he was good.
    They exited the store with a pissy-ass clerk left standing behind the register as they walked to the elevators.
     
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    “Thanks.” Dakota pecked him on the lips.
    “No problem. That cock belongs to me—and the hunk attached to it.” Blair chuckled as the ding of the elevator sounded.
    Blair changed into a clean outfit. He reached into the tattered white coat and pulled the billfold out, handing it to Dakota.
    “Why are you returning this, sunshine?” Dakota looked puzzled “Because it would make me feel better, make me feel like my time with you wasn’t bought. I don’t want to feel like a whore with you.”
    Blair shoved it at Dakota, but his mate refused to take it. Blair tossed it on the round table next to them, and a heavy thud sounded with its landing.
    “I don’t want to hear that word or any other degradation
    referenced to you, even if it’s you saying them.” Dakota growled.
    “You earned this by helping me in my search. It’s yours.”
    “Please, Dakota. I don’t want it.” Blair begged softly. Was he crazy? That was two grand he was tossing away. No. Giving the money back made his time with Dakota seem like they were really a couple, not a paid transaction. He reached in the nightstand drawer and pulled the two one hundred dollar bills out, laying them on top of the billfold.
    Dakota pulled Blair in his arms, cupping his face, “If that’s what you really want. I think no less of you for keeping it. Just so you know.”
    Blair wrapped his arms around his neck and held him, finally feeling a sense of worth.

    “If I’m going home with you, I need to stop at my apartment for a few things. Are you sure it’s okay for me to live with you?”
    Kota had called Alpha Maverick, telling him of his failed attempt at his task. He had never failed in three centuries, and it pissed him off. If he didn’t know any better, he would think Maverick sent him
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    on a dummy mission. Why? Why would he send him four states away to find a person who didn’t exist?
    “It’s fine, Blair. We can go over there now. Our flight leaves in two hours. And, yes, it’s okay for you to live with me. My mate goes where I go. Now gather your things so we can check out.” Kota finished packing his duffle bag and zipped up his garment bag. He tossed his toiletry bag inside then looked around to make sure he didn’t miss anything.
    They checked out and took a cab over to Blair’s apartment. Kota was shocked, to say the least, when they walked in. His mate’s place was clean, but sparse. He had one tiny mattress on the floor over in a corner and a piece of cloth resembling a blanket folded neatly on top.
    There were two crates filled with what looked to be memorabilia items and a small radio sitting close to the door. That was it.
    “Don’t mind the place. I haven’t been here to clean.” Blair laughed nervously.
    Kota kissed him softly on the lips, biting the lower one. “Get what you need, sunshine. We have to catch our flight.” He watched as Blair emptied the contents of the two crates and put them in a plastic bag.
    “Just some junk from home. I’m ready.”
    They returned the keys to the landlord and climbed back in the waiting cab.

    “Stop clawing your nail off. It’ll be fine. It’s just a house full of wolves.” Kota chuckled, trying to ease his mate’s discomfort. They had landed on time, and