‘You won’t allow it?’ Her first words to him were as sharp as a blade. ‘You won’t allow it?’ That tempest in her eyes was back, surging right for him. But Wilder was done. He hadn’t allowed the darkness to take her back in the Bloodwoods and he sure as fuck wouldn’t let her own darkness consume her now. ‘No,’ he ground out. ‘I won’t allow it.’ She took a step towards him, closing what little space remained between them, staring up at him with fire in her gaze. ‘Why?’ she snarled. Wilder couldn’t stand the inferno within for a second longer – couldn’t take the strain on his heart, on his soul,
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