Lyra’s breath hitched, her pulse thrumming frantically against her collarbone where his mating mark burned with soothing warmth.She looked up into his striking silver-and-gold eyes. The terrifying, cold Alpha King was gone, replaced entirely by the man who had risked his life to save her, who had bled for her, and who looked at her as if she were the only thing in the universe that mattered."You don't need an excuse, Caelum," Lyra whispered softly, a smoky, golden ember igniting in her eyes. "I am yours. Body and soul."From the depths of Caelum’s chest came a low animalistic purr. So rich, so deep, so sensual it sent a shiver of pure liquid fire straight down Lyra’s spine."Say it again," Caelum growled softly, his hands moving to the front of her white tactical jacket, his long fingers swiftly undoing the fasts."I am yours, Alpha," Lyra repeated, her voice dripping with soft defiance as she reached up, her fingers unbuttoning his dark shirt and pushing the fabric off his broad, s
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