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... the frame, arms folded. From here the holding room was a pale, sterile box; he could smell stone dust and metal through the vents, faint and clean, a backdrop to the far stronger scent that still clung to his palms from the villa.
Chris.
Even scrubbed clean, even dulled by exhaustion, that scent had been a miracle. Dominant omegas were almost a myth now; Lucas had been a once-in-a-generation fluke. And somehow, through a string of chance and timing, he had found another before an ...
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