wrong. Really fucking wrong. “What is it?” I dashed forward in a blur, resting my hand on his arm. My skin had prickled and hurt a while ago, though not seriously enough for me to be concerned, but now the Leo tattoo on my inner arm was pulsing uncomfortably. He locked me in an embrace and my heart pounded harder as I clutched him against me, the bond between us drawing us together and making me ache. “Roxy,” Darius growled in the deadliest of tones. I slowly released him, stepping back. “I should have guessed.” He shook his head marginally, the tension in his body making me worry. “What
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