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... oom, his phone in hand. The city stretched beyond the glass, layered in desert dusk and distant lights.
He was still half feral with the need to do something.
Behind him, Chris had sunk into an armchair by the fire, clutching a cup of hot chocolate that Killian had nearly bribed the omega to drink. He watched Dax the way one watches lightning, not necessarily afraid of it, but profoundly aware of what it meant.
Rowan had left minutes ago.
Killian had left with him ...
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