"Don't you dare try to heal him." His grip on me was iron. It was cold, possessive, wrong. The rogue's arm circled my waist, pulling me back against his chest as if I were some trophy he had already won. His lips hovered too close to my ear, his breath unsettling, carrying a scent that didn't belong to any living thing."Look at him," he murmured, eyes fixed on Lucien as if I didn't exist at all. "So weak. So protective. It's almost... adorable.""Let me go!" I struggled, claws itching beneath my skin, my wolf snarling inside my ribcage. "You're dead if you don't let me go!"He chuckled, tightening his hold. "Empty threats, little healer."My stomach dropped."I'm going to mark you right here," he said calmly, as if he were announcing the weather. "Right in front of him. Let him watch how easily you become marked by someone else."Pure panic flooded my veins."NO!" I twisted in his grip, trying to slam an elbow into his ribs, stomp his foot, bite him, something but his hold was unnatu
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