Emily Singleton

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“I am yours, Nelle,” I rasped. She froze as a gust of wind whistled past us, rustling her braid. Then she turned in her seat until she met my eyes. “And you are mine,” I said. “You know this.”
Claimed by the Horde King (Horde Kings of Dakkar, #2)
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