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around myself. The supernatural cold I had drawn from
rb a debuff, saving a life, but it acted as a toxic frost in m
l Alpha. I needed Essence. I closed my eyes, a f
the sickness... I would have to make Damien Carlisle touch
staring at a computer screen. Lyla had just to
Kieran to pull the security footage from Kyran's room. He w
g silver mist seep from my
s blood running cold. It was an anc
attention. The way I tilted my head, the desperate, beautiful deter
for five years, suddenly slammed against his ri
so violently I could barely breathe.
lintering against the wall. Damien stood in the doorway, his
the magic, but the moment he stepp
, I stumbled off the bed. I didn't see the Alpha King; I
inst his hard chest. I buried my face in his throat, inhaling the intoxicating scent o
ouched his burning flesh, a violent
cent of frost, hit Damien's olfactory glands like a physical blow. D
erfect, impossible puzzle piece locking into his sou
s instinctively crushed me against him, his eyes t
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