The owner of the voice was unlike anyone I’d ever seen before. While he was young, probably about my age, he was massive. Even sitting down, I knew he’d tower over me. The T-shirt he wore skated over defined muscles. Muscles that told me he wasn’t someone you wanted to tangle with. Dark hair was buzzed close to his head, and a scar bisected his right eyebrow. But it was his eyes that held me captive. Those eyes were otherworldly in their beauty. A golden amber so hypnotizing it stole your breath. But there was a coldness there that made me shiver, so opposed to the golden warmth of their
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