Marked By Moonfire
Now, the
roles had reversed. The rogue’s attack and his nearness made her pulse spike in ways that terrified and thrilled her.
Another rogue emerged, snarling. Nova struck, parried, and spun, muscles trembling, breath sharp, every move precise but driven by raw instinct rather than formal training. She glanced
at Kilian, and his eyes held a magnetic intensity, pulling her closer, daring her to acknowledge what neither of them could yet name.
A growl split the night. Kilian stepped forward, his command silencing the rogues. They froze, tension rippling through their forms. Nova paused, heart hammering, caught between fear
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