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... feet flickered out. The silence after was absolute. No claws clicking, no silk rustling, no perfume spun from pheromones and pheromone-drenched hunger. Just stone. Rune-lit, cold, loyal stone.
He slumped into his throne—not like a king returning, but like a man re-entering a skin too tight. The imprint of Thalisa's body still lingered on his frame. Her warmth clung like static.
His fingers curled around the armrest, not in command, but to anchor himself. Something in him still t ...
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