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into view. It wasn't a house; it was a fortress of dark stone and timber, sprawling against the
friendly smile. He was solidly built, his presence reassuring.
derneath it, I saw a flicker of someth
I said, my voice more
he said, taking my sing
, my gaze scanning the a
ning. "Ah. He's... on an assignment. A confidential on
of unease down my spine. It felt like everyo
or-modern, luxurious, and buzzing with a quiet, efficient energy. W
rom within com
uraging nod and steppe
ed down my travel-worn cloth
window that looked out over a dense, pine-covered valley. A man stood wi
achingly familiar. It was the same s
tur
ir that fell slightly over his forehead. And his eyes... they were the same piercing, molten gold as the m
rne," he stated. I
hat made my head spin. It was intoxicating. Familiar. Lyra stirred restlessly in my mind, drawn to him
over me in a cool, assessing way. "I am
m my voice. "Alpha Kaelen." The familiarity, I to
shared. He was a king surveying a new asset. "Your records are i
peak of our union, of my role as his Lun
low rumble that vibrated through the floor, "and the
lence stretch, his golden
serve as my personal assistant.
d it stole the air from my lungs. I was here to be a Lu
d to choke out, my voice a disbelievin
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