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... t about the way he spoke. It was not soft. Just... less sharp and less cold. It almost felt like he was concerned. If Lucien was even capable of that.
I didn’t trust it. I didn’t trust him. I just didn’t want to.
But my body leaned into him anyway, like it didn’t care what my brain was screaming.
Asher’s eyes dropped to the wounds on my arms, the dried blood, the bruises on my skin that hadn’t even started healing.
His jaw twitched. His fists clenched, opened, cle ...
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