Page 41 of Theirs to Hunt

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Inside:No Beast So Fierce.

Hardcover.

Autographed.

I open the cover.

And of course, he’s left a note.

Interesting choice.

The Champawat was a tigress who turned a shattered jaw into legend.

She didn’t get lucky, she got strategic.

She could have become prey and fallen short.

Instead, she turned everything upside down.

Adapting makes you lethal.

– G

I stare at the note a second too long.

Then I pull out my phone, snap a quick photo, and text it to Bobbie with exactly the kind of caption the moment demands.

Holy shit. look @ this.

This man is either terrifying or soulmate material. Maybe both.

No reply.

But she’s going to lose her mind.

Two gifts.

One saysI heard you.

The other saysI know what you are.

Neither man touched me this morning.

And yet?

I feel claimed in two different languages.

My love languages.

Which are all of them.

And here, from both, I have everything but physical touch.

For someone who’s never had attention this…

It’s what I’ve always yearned for.

What I want.

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