For both our sakes, I lifted her off her toes, hiking her up at my side. Her arms wrapped easily around my shoulders, and I turned and walked us carefully away from the lovers' explicit speech. The omega—Mairwen! I recalled at last—remained docile, pressed to my chest, her hands tight and almost possessive on my shoulders as I carried her. I headed roughly toward the village. The Posy estate sat on the other side of the town, in view of my castle. "They're planning on killing you," Mairwen whispered, apparently satisfied with the distance we'd traveled. "I gathered," I answered, lips
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