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... ks like we’re not very welcome."
Ronan’s voice floated through the firelight, calm and almost amused.
Ego didn’t blink.
Didn’t take a breath for a heartbeat.
He just stared at the two men standing in front of his campfire as if the night itself had decided to walk in wearing boots.
Around him, fifty Moon Eagle assassins shifted. Uncertain. Restless. Hands hovered near blades, sleeves twitched, shoulders tightened. Even the fire seemed to quiet down, cracki ...
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