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42. PREPARING THE NEXT GENERAL

Author: L.N
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-21 01:19:30

TEMPEST

Remembering last night’s moans wasn’t helping my nerves.

“And? You’re not going to talk to me either, little Tempest? Or are you too hoarse?” Archer’s shameless question made me blush.

“I... I wasn’t doing anything weird...” I managed, licking my lips.

“Of course not. You were checking yourself. But relax, baby... I’ve already looked between your thighs and you’re... perfect...”

My whole body shivered at his brazen words through the thin wooden screen.

“Now come on, out of your little burrow, and let’s talk.” His voice was calm, coaxing.

I took a deep breath and decided to stop being a coward and face what I’d done.

I came out with my head down, clutching the blanket like a shield.

Steady steps drew close and that dominant, feral scent wrapped around me.

“Do you feel better? Come eat something...” His rough hand closed lightly around my waist and nudged me toward the bed.

I realized the sheets were clean and fresh. He’d done everything after I passed out.

Had he stayed up all
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