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First, Serena wasn’t in his arms. Even in sleep, he held her. His body did it without thought, without effort, the way his lungs drew breath. She fit against him like she’d been designed for the space between his chest and his chin, and the absence of her there felt like a missing organ. Wrong on a level that bypassed his brain and went straight to his marrow.
Second, her terror was flooding through the matebond like a dam had broken.
It hit him in wav ...
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