The truth remained—he’d almost lost her tonight. Had Fyran not intervened when he had, who knew what sort of further trauma she might’ve suffered before he could rescue her from the ilventyrs? He hadn’t realized what losing her would really feel like, couldn’t have imagined it, even after attempting to discard her as though she’d meant nothing to him. He’d learned little of loss during the last week because he hadn’t truly cast her aside. He’d still followed her, had still watched her. But tonight…tonight he’d almost learned what it would really mean to lose his female, and he knew now that he
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