Dante MilburnRonan’s hazel eyes widened, but he didn’t fight me, his arms vibrating by his sides instead with barely concealed rage.“What the hell are you doing? Goddamn you, let me go!” He growled, and I felt Caius tense up beside me as his low curse reverberated in the silence.“You thought I wouldn’t find out? You fucking pig?” I snarled, flashing my fangs dangerously close to his face and hearing the dismal rap of his heartbeat shooting up.“Did you fucking think I wouldn't smell that wench on you?” I bellowed, roaring in his face and feeling Caius stiffen behind us. “What the hell are you guys talking about? What wench?” Ronan’s breath came faster, and a vein bulged oddly in his temples as his eyes narrowed on my face but he didn’t deny it. His lips stretched to a firm line instead.It was our first argument since the day I met him, and it couldn't have hurt more than it did.“The fucking Confessor, Ronan,” I spat blithely, baring any hesitations i’d had before.“That bitc
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