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Her nearness made my zural heart pound harder, increasing the disturbing feeling. “We need to leave,” I snapped and spun on my heel to march back to camp. However, I nonetheless caught a glimpse of her face, now covered in a frown instead of a smile. A flash of disquiet ran through me at causing her darkening mood. A growl rumbled from deep in my throat. I am in the right. I need feel no guilt.
Possessed by the Alien King (Fated Mates of the Varool #1)
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