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n't sleep
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d. No name. No warn
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say? That some pale man with silver hair stared
ate needed rest. Keisha knew what nightm
dark sky until dawn bled p
d walked back into her room,
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, jaw tight, the musc
pulse spiking. "Wha
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he said simply. "An
. "You can't just
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leaves a scent-like fros
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s chosen you. And that makes you
bed, her legs weak. "Why?
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s on rare bloodlines-witches, oracles, and wolves with divine gift
lled. "What... ki
king onto hers. "Power. Purity. You're
y to
meone like Lucien immortal. Unstoppable. If he drinks your
r head. "Thi
ently. "This is
y was buzzing, like her blood had starte
special. You're
hand over her heart. It should
t, don't yo
nodded
A quiet roar beneath her ribs. Her hands
now, more intimate. "Th
Kristy noticed the d
an eyebrow as Keisha walked into the liv
es. "No. And that's
Okay, but something's off. Your aura'
e was in my room. Damian. He
The silver-haired creep
nked. "You
one outside. When I opened the window,
wasn
g. "Okay. This just got
s I'm some kind of... key.
n we keep you safe. And we fig
tated. "The
ooked up
ething's cha
rs were warm, her veins glowing
ed. "Okay.
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shadows lengthened. This time, he brought herbs. Crysta
e said. "But Lucien uses tri
very charm like a warrior dressing a wound. H
care," she s
oftening. "You don't know ho
y m
he said. "And I thought yo
closer, he
anger, but his gaze was gentle. Hi
she
ned in and
kiss. It was hu
in his hair. He pulled her closer, pressing her against the wal
her neck, she gasped
against her skin. "You
rt up, fingers run
reached her coll
wrong?"
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he said.
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didn'
ody b
ying Damian's voice. Hi
all... Lucie
d, the city painted in silver and smok
stood a tall man
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