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... ming with fury.
They weren’t the soft alphas of high bloodlines—they were feral brutes, enforcers bred for killing. Their muscles bulged beneath fur the color of ash and coal. The air around them thickened with killing intent.
Lucien smiled.
"Lilith," he said calmly, as his claws flexed and his pupils narrowed into blood-red slits, "don’t touch a single one."
The vampire assassin leaned against the wall like she was watching a play, licking her lips. "Mmm... yes, ...
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