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... d struggling to process what my eyes were seeing. The resemblance was so uncanny it was almost frightening. If not for his grayish-brown eyes, I would have sworn one of my mates had found me.
Same dark brown hair, same sharp jawline, same tall, imposing frame. Even the way he moved reminded me of Lucas—precise and predatory. My heart leaped with hope before crashing back down when I realized this wasn’t my salvation, but another part of my nightmare.
Annie whimpered as he tighten ...
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