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... pact rattling stone and flesh alike. His sword arm trembled from the strain, but still he swung, cutting arcs of steel and pride through the suffocating darkness. The Pride Hunter Style screamed through his veins, bolstered by that ancient instinct his father had once embodied—a beast slayer’s hunger.
But even a predator has limits.
And Misha saw it first.
Her sharp eyes tracked every faltering motion, every extra beat between Loren’s breaths, every stumble that he disgui ...
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