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... h rippled through the square like a stone dropped into still water.
It wasn’t a normal laugh. Not the kind that came when someone told a joke or tripped over their own feet. No—this was low, rich, and dangerous. A laugh that always, always meant something was about to go horribly wrong.
Isabella’s spine stiffened instantly. She knew that laugh. She’d heard it enough times to know trouble was about to unfold. And sure enough, Zyran straightened, his smirk growing wider as his voic ...
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