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Weston Blackwood, 28. Wolf: Ronan
Beatriz Davenport, 23. Wolf: Nyx
Bea: "Don't fucking touch me Wes, how many times do I have to tell you!" I stumbled and almost fell when my heel caught the cobble stone outside the bar. My balance wasn't the greatest after 10 shots of tequila but I could handle myself, and I would certainly show him how if he didn't back the fuck off.
Wes: "Bea baby, slow down darlin' you're going to fall." He chased me and tried to catch me as I wobbled, his hand caught my elbow when I turned around to face him.
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