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th a confidence that crush
ye. Yet that detail practically vanished against the intensity of his eyes. Eyes of a deep,
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d, revealed a row of alm
me, forged by years of combat and training. He s
t simply
sion of having bee
disturbing beauty, a silent a
ay away. As if every fiber of my body und
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vered desp
embered how I had
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g to judge me. He mus
last, his voice low and cu
s tone. Only a coldness t
sion radiating from him,
replied wit
r of my eye, I s
ilently warning me not to disappoint the man. Even
slightly, without b
sharp gesture
tepped forward,
im, and it was th
he ordere
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to be a
the hall became
eally breath
ped the box. The ribbon gave
ened, the world
was a
e Black Wing Pack. The man Jes
me, no scream. I sim
the f
a stop near my dress, leaving
ore throug
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s still wa
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