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Chapter 9: Cold Lips, Hot Kiss

last update publish date: 2026-08-25 20:30:48

Roman POV

He had her tied up outside the mansion. For two days after their return, after five gravestones were dug and their dead buried, Thora remained outside.

She was there when a heavy thunderstorm raged and the rain battered her. She was still there when the sun glared down, blisteringly hot. It wasn’t just about her escape attempt and the need to satiate his grieving pack for the losses they had suffered.

It was also about using her to show everyone

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