KieranI fled.I didn't calmly leave to go and attend to other matters, I fled. My face on fire, my heart hammering a frantic, shameful rhythm against my ribs, and I didn't stop until I was in the deepest, coldest part of the keep.The words echoed in my head, a taunting refrain. ‘A long, hard piece of steel. A firm grip. A deep thrust.’He wasn't talking about swords. He wasn't talking to his warriors. He was talking to me. He was standing there, a half-naked, sweat-slicked god of indecency, and in front of my entire pack, he was describ
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