Whispers Of My Incubus Guardian
I finally managed to ask, pressing a hand to my heart to steady myself.
Damien’s gaze softened, and he smiled faintly. “I like you, Xiana,” he said simply. “More than you probably realize. I don’t want to lose you. That’s my greatest fear. I just thought you should know—just in case you ever need to save me.”
Without giving me a chance to respond, he stood up abruptly. “Good night, Xiana. You need to rest,” he said, his voice more composed now. But as he turned away, I noticed the tips of his ears glowing red.
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