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... om. Alaric stretched lazily, a smirk curling at the corners of his mouth as the memories of the previous night danced through his mind. His eyes shifted to the bed beside him, where Ulyria lay curled beneath the sheets, her silver hair spilling like moonlight over the pillow. Her face was serene, her breathing soft and steady.
A wave of possessiveness surged through him, laced with satisfaction. She was his now, in every sense that mattered. A pawn in his game, a leverage point for her s ...
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