The Lycan King's Forbidden Human Mate
I turned the pages, but the script was a cramped,ancient flowing French that I couldn't quite decipher.
I turned toward Lucien. He sighed, already knowing what I wanted. He walked over and took the book from my hand, his long fingers brushing mine.
“It’s filled with yearning,” he said, flipping through the pages with a solemn expression. I raised an eyebrow at him. “The text... from what I can read, it’s filled with regret and deep sorrow. Here, let me read you a piece.”
He cleared his throat, his deep voice filling the quiet library:
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