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Chapter 9: Hostile Territory (Dante POV)

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The bond was a constant itch I couldn't scratch, a presence in my mind that reminded me every second that I was no longer alone in my own head. And the worst part? I could feel her trying to give me space.

Kira's guilt bled through the connection like ink in water, spreading and staining everything. She was actively trying to pull back, to shield herself from me, and somehow that made it worse. Because now I felt like an asshole for making her feel guilty about something she couldn't fully cont
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