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To ensure I wasn’t hallucinating, I lifted my hand, hesitant, and asked, “Can I touch you?” He straightened his massive body. “You can see me?” I jerked backward. “Yes.” What a weird question. “Oh.” His tail curled around his lower body. “Interesting.” “Well, you are standing right before me,” I pointed out. “But I’m—” He broke off. “But you’re what?” I prodded. “I’m cloaked.” “You’re what?” I heard what he’d said, but he wasn’t wearing any sort of cape. What did he mean by that? “My magic. To shield me from humans when I’m in this form.” He motioned to his body. “And yet, it doesn’t work on ...more
Mated to the Gargoyle (Mated to the Monster)
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