He leans close, and when he whispers, his lips brush my earlobe. “And what are you going to do with him, little wolf?” A husky whine escapes from deep in my chest, a demanding, impatient sound dripping with raw lust. I press my palm to my mouth, cheeks flaming, and Killian laughs, backing off. Somehow, the spell is broken. A mask I didn’t even realize had been lifted returns, making Killian’s face cold and hard again. And almost—worried. He jerks his chin toward the lodge’s front doors. “Come on.” He doesn’t wait for a response. He heads inside, fully expecting me to follow, the elastic from
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