Fated To My Sister's Mate
I spat at Kim, who shrugged slightly.
“Discussions could turn to wars if a person isn't ready for action.” And he stretched out his hand.
I almost gaped at his backhanded comment for me to hurry up with my thoughts, but I restrained myself. Then, shaking with fear but determined, I turned to Paul, who'd killed the enemy guards.
He panted heavily when I looked at him, but as soon as he saw my eyes in his direction, he straightened, his eyes bright, only for them to dim, realization setting his gaze.
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