Chapter 45

Lena glanced at Alaric, who hadn’t moved a muscle. Lowering her eyes, she swiftly swung her legs off the bed. “Forget it. I’m not thick-skinned enough to hog your bed. I’ll just—”

As she brushed past him, her dress lightly swept against his leg. In an instant, Alaric’s hand encircled her waist, pull...

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