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... iss to my lips. I stifled the damning urge to run.
Running from his affection was disobedience.
I nodded, my lips quivering in a smile I hoped did not look like a grimace.
His eyes narrowed on me, jaw clenching. I held my breath. "You feel unreachable these days, Althy." He cradled my face in his warm palms. It felt like a furnace. "I miss how carefree you used to be with me."
"I am just worried about us, the pack. The Hellhound and Silvermoth keep stirring troubl ...
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