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54: “Even Beasts Remember Love”

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And then, without hesitation, he rose.

He came to her slowly, and there was certainty in his steps while the weight of years and hunger and anger bled from each one. His presence filled the room, and heat came off him like a storm that was barely held back.

She stood still, and her breath was caught while her heart pounded. He reached for her, and his rough hands held her face with gentleness while his thumbs moved over her cheeks.

For a moment, he only looked at her.

Then his lips came down on
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