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Chapter 80 – Bound for the Kingdom

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Beatrice's POV

I knew what came next.

Martin was sitting across the room, watching me with those warm, steady eyes, and I told myself that warmth meant nothing.

Cedrick had been warm once too, when I was seventeen and too young to know the difference between being saved and being claimed.

So I stood up and reached behind my back and found the zipper of the green silk dress. I pulled it down.

The dress loosened around my shoulders. I felt the air on my bare back, and my wolf pressed against my
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