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The Jester’s Bite

作者: Favor V April
last update 公開日: 2026-04-30 15:27:32

Felix’s POV

The smell of Silas and Jonas was still heavy in the air, a thick, suffocating cloud of sweat and spent adrenaline, but I was already moving. My skin was crawling with a restless, jagged need that had been building since the moment we stepped out of that cellar. I didn't want to talk. I didn't want the scotch. I wanted the friction.

I stepped into the light, my robe hitting the floor before I even reached the edge of the bed. Eden was a mess—flushed, trembling, her skin marked by the
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