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... her throat working like she was trying to swallow something down. That wasn't a good sign.
I stood slowly, the chair groaning beneath me as I leaned forward, hands braced against my desk.
"Felicia." My voice was low, even. A warning wrapped in a whisper. "You have exactly five seconds before I start assuming the worst." My jaw clenched, onyx claws revealing themselves. "And trust me, I mean the absolute worst."
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, a nervous tick she ra ...
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