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“Will you stop making that god-awful noise?” Dice clenched in one hand, Lucien glared at Ruarc, who stopped growling at Jason long enough to bare his teeth at Lucien. “He’s touching her!” “What of it?” “She’s mine!” A strange glint entered Lucien’s eyes. “I was under the impression you two were sharing.” Ruarc stared at Lucien as though he was an idiot. “But he’s touching her!”
“I’m not difficult! And there isn’t any gray where you’re pointing. All your hairs are black as night.” “Like his soul.”

