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25. It hurts

Author: NoodleMom2021
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-07 11:37:38

Amara POV

Goddess, everything BURNS!

I couldn’t help wriggling and grinding as Sebastian carried me away. I’d never felt this way before. I didn’t think my heat would come so soon. I thought I had more time.

And I might have.. if he hadn’t marked me.

“Sebastian..” I purred, clawing at his furry chest. I wasn’t scared of him in his lycan form in even the slightest of ways at this moment. All I could think about was his body against mine, nearly cooling the heat that spread throughout me
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