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    “Yes, Master.” The woman came to her feet and for the first time looked at Joy. The hate shining in Moira’s eyes would have had a lesser wolf averting her gaze, but Joy wasn’t a lesser wolf. She wouldn’t bow down to this female.
    “May I keep it?” Moira’s eyes brimmed with tears as she reached behind her neck and undid the clasp holding the collar in place.
    Warren sighed. “Not this time. You were told never to wear the collar again, yet here you are with it around your neck. I think it best if you return it to me now.”
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    He held out his hand and waited until she dropped it into his palm before bringing his attention back to Joy. He should have known better than to let her keep the damned thing in the first place, but he had fallen for her tears and her empty promises.
    Joy hadn’t said a word, but she held herself stiff, her eyes trained on Moira, who now stared right back. All he wanted to do was get Joy into one of the private rooms so he could have her take her dress off. He’d been dreaming of her luscious body from the day he had met her. It was way past time he got to see it.
    “Come, Joy,” he demanded before the situation could escalate. He took her elbow again and brought her forward, forcing Moira to step out of the way.
    “Bitch.” The word was barely whispered, not even enough for most wolves in the immediate area to hear, but Warren caught it.
    “What did you say?” he growled as he rounded on Moira.
    “I’m sorry, Sir.” She averted her gaze immediately.
    He lifted his hand, drawing the bouncer’s attention. “Escort Miss Harrington from the premises,” he instructed when the man reached them.
    Moira gasped, but said nothing more as he turned and finally took Joy through to the dungeon.
    Placing her hand in the crook of his arm, he brought her down the stairs. The fuck me shoes she’d worn had his dick hard as steel, but they would do a lot of damage if she twisted her ankle or missed a step. Once at the bottom, he paused, letting her take it all in. Her eyes widened a touch, but there was no shock, no fear.
    “Well, if it isn’t Mr. Alpha himself,” Jake hollered from where he was setting up a scene.
    He didn’t even try to hide his smile as his second came up and clapped him on the back. “When did you get back? I wasn’t expecting you for another couple of weeks.”
    “A few hours ago. My brother decided to come home. He’s running the show in MacDougal Chutes now.” His gaze finally drifted to Joy, and his mouth dropped open a little before he snapped it shut and averted his gaze.
    Joy sighed but said nothing. “This is Joy Sutherland of the Akino pack. She is my new submissive. If you’ll excuse us, we’re going to get better acquainted.”
    Jake grinned back up at him. “So, I guess that means we’re not sharing?”
    A growl rumbled from his chest before he could stop it.
    “Whoa, hey, I’m kidding.” Jake lifted his hands defensively. “I’ll keep my paws to myself. I better go finish setting up. It’s open night, and I want a nice new sub to play with,” he said before he turned away and headed back to his station.
    “I’ve secured a private room for us,” Warren said as he walked Joy past the different scenes being played out. To the right, a sub was strapped to a St. Andrew’s cross. Her back and ass were striped red. Her Dom stood next to her, whip still in hand, talking in her ear. The station directly in front had a male submissive on his knees, hands locked behind his neck, and staring at the floor, but what captivated Joy’s attention was the sub trussed up and hanging a little further in the room. Intricate knots and rope crisscrossed most of her torso, leaving only her tits and pussy free.
    “Would you like to stay and watch?” Warren asked when Joy still hadn’t taken her eyes from the scene.
    She brought her attention to him in an instant. “No thank you, Sir.”
    He waved his hand before them, indicating the room