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She was not in the Willowgrave mansion.
She was sold.
And now...
Her gaze lifted to the man before her.
Theron.
He was no longer clad in armor. Without it, he seemed broader somehow. More real. His dark tunic clung damply to his shoulders, sleeves rolled to his forearms. And he looked...
Angry.
He was not loud, he didn’t shout. But he was tightly, dangerously contained.
Her first instinct was to drop her eyes.
"What ...
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