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Interrupted

Author: Lady min
last update publish date: 2026-05-21 04:29:59

The air between them felt dangerous.

Not because of power.

Not because of the training.

Because neither of them was moving.

Lucian’s hand still held her wrist.

Amara’s body still pressed lightly against his.

Their breathing uneven in the quiet darkness of the empty training field.

“Again,” he had said.

But neither of them had continued.

Amara swallowed hard.

Her heart was beating too fast.

Way too fast.

“This is weird,” she muttered softly.

Lucian’s gaze never left hers.

“No.”

He
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