Cassandra Doon

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“Sh-she’s m-mine,” Ben growled, his eyes narrowing in warning, and God help me, my belly fluttered. The intensity in his voice gripped me by the heart and squeezed. He’d laid claim to me in front of them, and I liked it but feared the consequences at the same time.
Deal with the Demon (The Mate Games: Pestilence, #1)
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