She stopped in front of me and ran her fingertips along my shoulder. She squealed and yanked her hand back, clutching her fingers against her chest. Her eyes narrowed, and she glared at the collar around my neck. The small amount of electricity I’d used to shock her wasn’t even enough to activate it. “How?” she demanded. “The collar dampens my power, but it doesn’t tame it. You cannot bind me, Milani.” My jaw clenched. “Dianna owns my heart and my cock. You can have neither, and if you attempt to touch me again, I’ll stop worrying about a peace treaty with you. Now, get dressed. You’re
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