The endearment hit me harder than his touch. For a split second, I couldn't breathe. I hadn't heard that endearment in the two years since my death in my past life.I only remember him using it whenever he wanted to tease and claim me. It sometimes softened in ways no one else ever heard. Cold swept down my spine as my wolf silent. No... No, no, no—Before I realized what I was doing, my palms were against his chest.I shoved him. Not enough to hurt him, but hust hard enough to break the contact."S-Stay away from me!"My voice cracked more than I intended, but I didn't take it back. My heart was pounding too loudly in my chest, and every instinct inside me screamed that letting him come any closer would be a mistake. Lucretius stopped. He didn't look offended. If anything, his expression grew strangely calm, almost thoughtful, as if he had been expecting those exact words."Stay away?" he repeated quietly. His gaze held mine. "Is that truly what you want, Euphyllia?"I stared at
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