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... r tracks before they could haul the royals deeper into the darkened underchambers. The torchlight carved jagged shadows across his scarred face as his grin returned—wicked, wolfish, hungry. His eyes locked on Mira, and she felt the weight of his attention like chains tightening around her throat.
He advanced with deliberate leisure, each step of his armored boots striking the stone floor like a drumbeat of doom. When he reached her, he bent low, his gauntleted fingers tilting her chin up ...
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