Corbin’s POV “Damn you, hard-headed girl!” The words exploded out of me as I rushed into the room, only to stop dead the second I took everything in. The atmosphere was completely different from what I expected. Instead of panic, shouting, or another argument, chuckles echoed throughout the suite. My eyes immediately dropped to the suitcase sitting beside Traci before moving up to where she was still wrapped around Zayden. A suitcase. Yeah. That immediately got my attention. “What the fuck, Traci? Were you planning on leaving? Is this some dramatic goodbye?” “Hello, Corbin. Nice to see you too.” The sarcasm dripping from her voice was thick enough to choke on. Her arms finally slid from around Zayden’s neck, trailing down his shoulders, but the king made absolutely no move to release the grip he still had around her waist. If anything, he looked determined to keep her exactly where she was. “What the hell, Traci? Why didn’t you answer my mindlink?” I scream once again. “Oh, t
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