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Savage little nightmare

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Aria’s POV:

I could feel the exact moment his control snapped. It wasn't a sound or a sudden movement, but a shift in the air, a crackle of energy that shot through the mate bond so intensely it stole my breath. One second I was smiling up at him, smug in my discovery, and the next, his hand shot from my waist to the back of my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair.

He didn't say a word as he pulled me to the edge of the bed, turning us both. I stumbled, my hands landing on his chest for balanc
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