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Weregild (Wolf's-own, #2) Weregild by Carole Cummings
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“[Malick] didn't move when Fen leaned in again, slowly closed his eyes, slid his hand up to cup Malick's cheek and replaced his fingertips with his lips again--light and sweet and warm, and so...private. Profound, maybe.”
― Carole Cummings, Weregild
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“Malick reached up and gently fingered strands of matted chestnut out of Fen's eyes. Almost enspelled.”
― Carole Cummings, Weregild
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“Chaste. Intimate. Meaningful, somehow, but Malick couldn't guess at the meaning inside it all. Didn't' want to.”
― Carole Cummings, Weregild
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