The Lost Heiress Of The Bleeding Throne

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oo silent, and too warm t

black wood beams, and sunlight seeping

soft, not tattered like my normal one, and sc

thing I r

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e laughter of the

f blood in my mouth,

den-brown eyes that paralyzed

st, my heart ra

llet on the dirty floor, n

sheets, and I was wea

otton shirt and matchi

and there was no dr

y wounds was dulled

oat ti

ouche

I suddenly jumped in my bed, r

d head. His broad shoulders took up the do

ing a little at the ends, and his eyes

, but something in the way he stood, w

s in an open, relaxed gesture. "Don't

essed. You can be assur

re still tense, but... some o

ulling a chair up next to

could. Safe was a word that

while," Dylan went on

, and sewed what needed sewing. Thought you'd

wned

mediately. That did

Means you struggl

s tone wasn't as patronizing as I

back, giving me room. "Do you re

d, then no

"That will be okay

n't want to-" He paused, a realizatio

my lungs. I hesitated for a whi

his face. "Right. Then we

but genuine one. "It

and it was like all the

n seemed to pull the

and he had dark hair that looked li

that spoke of power and those eyes

me eyes I saw bef

caught i

y-measuring, and calculating. "Who is she?"

und on the border,"

muttered as he took a step closer. "

is voice was low and even, but it had an

y-he gritted his jaw. "You don't belo

eneath the blanket,

ak?" he asked

dded

ilence was an inconvenience. "So y

llowe

t have a name?"

letters out of habit before remem

rowed. "I did as

nd I heard my wolf whin

. This is

said suddenly, cutting throu

t him a slashing glance

pulled her off the ground yourself. If

His gaze lingered on me for another

e turned and wal

ordered Dylan. "Do

with a quiet click, but i

eath, feeling the tension

, a little smile on

ed his hands and signed

t him, my

ge. Oh my God, he k

hest-something that had b

antly at first, then

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k at me. "See? N

me in years, I think