“You saved me.” A hungry grin made his fangs flash. “Are you my reward, then?” “Yes,” she answered seriously. “You can have me any way you want.” His smile faded, but his grip around her back tightened. “I knew you’d be there.” Her voice came out breathy. “You’re always there, aren’t you?” Sikthand’s palm lifted to her cheek. A line formed between his brows as he scanned her face solemnly. “I shouldn’t be,” he whispered back. She laid her palm over the top of his and urged, “But you are.” He stared at her, pain that mirrored the ache she felt in her heart, tightening his eyes. “But I am,” he
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