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... from behind her. It wasn’t violent, but it was blindingly fast. Vex grabbed the oversized sleeve of her blue silk robe and yanked.
"Gah!" Ren stumbled out of the vines, colliding with the Fox Shaman’s chest.
It was like hitting a wall of lean muscle wrapped in very expensive fur. He smelled intoxicating—a sharp mix of expensive spices and trouble.
"Gotcha," Vex purred, steadying her with hands on her shoulders.
Ren shoved him away, bristles rising instantly. "Get ...
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