Blood and Rain
"It appears the perimeter watch was exceptionally active in the southern wing last night."
Brynn let out a soft, breathless laugh, her hand sliding naturally around Riheirk’s massive forearm, her fingers lightly tracing his wrist. The moment her skin touched his, the frantic panic in Riheirk’s chest instantly dissolved, his inner predator letting out a low, deeply possessive hum as he subconsciously pulled her closer to his side. He was branded, he was mortified, and he was completely, irrevocably content.
THE TACTICAL COUNCIL
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