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He murmured, a slight curl to his lips.
Exhaling, I nodded. “Alright, continue.”
“Rachel Shaw, head of your house and future Queen of the Iridescence Pack, I offer you everything I am, and will ever become. Should you accept, our souls will forevermore be bonded to one another. There will be no one more important, no one I will put before you. I bend only to your will and abide only by your command. Anything you ask of me, I will oblige, for even my will rests in your hands. Whether it be as a warrior, an assassin, a executioner, or protector, I am yours.”
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