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I follow Zane’s line of sight to where Daphne is. She’s lifted herself on her haunches, her back pressed into one of the corners. Her paws are splayed out on either side of her, and her little chest heaves with short sharp breaths.
A Rivalry of Hearts (Fae Flings and Corset Strings, #1)
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