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around myself. The supernatural cold I had drawn from

rb a debuff, saving a life, but it acted as a toxic frost in m

l Alpha. I needed Essence. I closed my eyes, a f

the sickness... I would have to make Damien Carlisle touch

staring at a computer screen. Lyla had just to

Kieran to pull the security footage from Kyran's room. He w

g silver mist seep from my

s blood running cold. It was an anc

attention. The way I tilted my head, the desperate, beautiful deter

for five years, suddenly slammed against his ri

so violently I could barely breathe.

lintering against the wall. Damien stood in the doorway, his

the magic, but the moment he stepp

, I stumbled off the bed. I didn't see the Alpha King; I

inst his hard chest. I buried my face in his throat, inhaling the intoxicating scent o

ouched his burning flesh, a violent

cent of frost, hit Damien's olfactory glands like a physical blow. D

erfect, impossible puzzle piece locking into his sou

s instinctively crushed me against him, his eyes t