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Rian locked eyes with him for a moment before shoving more bits of pancake in my mouth when I went to ask about the hoard.
"Why," I swallowed roughly and probably sooner than I should have, "why is your hoard a secret?"
"From you," Rian brushed my cheek with his thumb, his smokey scent filling the space around us, "it's not. Sebastian knows better than to compare my mates with my hoard. It's not the same."
"So you DO have one..." I suddenly had so many questions to ask, "what's it-"
"A stór," he smiled at me, "you and Sebastian are the only treasure that matters to me, and I will take you to see each one of the hoards yourself in due time."
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