“A female has finally entered our territory. Everything’s falling into place,” the muscular one rumbled to his companion, eyes locked on me. My heart stuttered. The two men were undeniably magnetic in a dangerous, predatory way. The bulkier one’s scars—across his neck, chest, and curling down his lip—made him look both fearsome and oddly compelling. When he smiled, it was like a dare.“You must be starving after that trek,” he continued, voice low and smooth. “Blaze will take you to eat. Anything you want.”Just then, my stomach twisted with hunger. “Yes, please,” I breathed, unable to hide my relief.Blaze, the one with the scars and impossible confidence, led me into a candlelit dining room. He gestured for me to sit at the bar, leaning in. "What’ll it be?"“Whatever you make,” I said, surprising myself with how calm I sounded. I should have been terrified. Instead, a strange sense of ease settled over me, as if their presence somehow muted my panic.“Let’s see what would be more en
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