Chapter Thirty-five – The Wound Beneath the Wolf

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Kael’s chuckle was low, dangerous, the kind of sound that slithered across skin and left a trail of heat in its wake. His breath brushed my ear, hot, unrelenting, and then his teeth closed around my earlobe. He didn’t bite hard,  just enough to make me gasp. The edge of his tongue traced...

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