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Chapter 48: Torn Between Fangs

ผู้เขียน: Ruth Liam
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-05-27 14:37:01

Naomi’s POV

My head whipped to the side, Logan bursting into the room, the door clicking shut behind him. His eyes moved from my face to Marcus’s, and then back to mine.

I instantly jerked my leg away from Marcus, resisting the urge to hiss at the pain of the absence of his warm tongue on it. I felt my cheeks flush in embarrassment and shame,

"And again I ask, what the hell is going on here?" He glared daggers at Marcus. Marcus only slowly raised his head, wiped the blood off the corner of his lips with the back of his palm, and then slowly stood up, the corners of his lips slightly quirking upwards. He didn’t even look bothered that he was caught by someone I was seeing. He didn’t answer, the glint in his eyes hinting at amusement.

The smug bastard.

Logan’s eyes narrowed, and I noticed the slight clench of his fists and the subtle grind if his jaw. His eyes finally left Marcus and then he cast a sweeping glance at me slowly, from my head to my toe. Marcus just leaned over by the
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