Who's At The Door?

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Quinn The reinforced concrete and metal door latched back into place, and I scanned the biometric scanner with my fingerprint. My heart heavy with guilt. Irina was livid and it poured down the bond like acid. I was regretting even suggesting this to Erik who had been all over the idea. I’d had this panic room built in a short space of time by the same builder that built the main pack house. I’d picked a spot near the main road and out of the line of sight in the trees. Luckily Irina hadn’t seen us doing it. Once I heard she was pregnant it cemented my decision to place her here. That didn’t stop me regretting it now that I’d felt her reaction especially to leaving her chained. Erik said it would be needed to prevent her getting out. I steeled my resolve. She was too head strong and rec

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