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s gone, replaced by the crackle of a roaring fireplace

of a massive four-poster

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e thick comforter. I forced myself to look directly

You promised to save my family, and you protected me from those reporters.

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the bed. My heart hammered against my ribs,

large, calloused hand cupping my feverish cheek. His s

mured, leaning in until his

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slowly, deliberately slipping just beneath the edge of my collar. H

m him made every nerve ending in my body scream in panic. My eyes widene

s tone laced with dark mockery. He was deliberately pus

s of sheer biological st

chuckle. His thumb pressed sligh

fated mates..." he purred, his lips hovering a hai

ss