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... es of the space doing nothing to settle the unrest clawing through him. He began pacing, slow and restless, each step echoing in the quiet room. What has come over me? He thought, dragging a hand through his hair. His chest tightened as fragments of the dining hall replayed in his mind. Rhea’s defiant stare, the way his wolf had surged forward at any hint of defiance from her.
He exhaled sharply and sank onto the sofa in the corner. It creaked under his weight. He leaned forward, elbows ...
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