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... n’t even realize my supplies had slipped from my hands until I heard the soft thuds of cans hitting the floor, packets skidding across the marble. A glass bottle cracked, but the sound barely registered.
Because standing in front of me was him.
Kieran Valerius Hunter.
The Lycan Prince.
My breath stalled in my chest, my entire world shrinking down to the man before me. He was tall, towering over me like an unmovable force. His long black hair framed a face so sharp ...
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