Darkbound Mate
My heart races, confusion and unease colliding with something deeper, something I can’t fathom.
Tyson raises his hands slowly, palms up in a gesture of surrender. “Relax,” he says carefully, his voice low and steady. “Look, as you can see”—he tilts his head, exposing the tattoo of Quincy’s name on his neck—“I’m already spoken for. Lynette’s family to me. A bratty, annoying little sister. That’s it. I’d never hurt her.”
Kassian’s grip on me loosens slightly, though his body remains tense. The oppressive weight in the air eases just a fraction, but his gaze never leaves Tyson.
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