The Rogue's Reluctant Mate
SELENA
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The last night before we moved on the pack, the air in our hidden little camp crackled with a tension so thick, I could almost taste it – metallic, like unshed blood.
Austin had been different. Still the cold, calculating bastard I knew, but the edges were softer when he looked at me, when he spoke. That night, after the ...distraction...he’d been quiet, watchful.
His gentleness was a dangerous thing, more unsettling than his usual harshness because it made me forget, just for a second, what he was. What we both were.
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