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Lyra

"Say you will give the order to kill her, Malrik." Lady Selene's voice barely left her throat.

I perched on the edge of the bed close to Selene. She was half-naked, letting her pink nipples wink in the air. She never bothered covering up; she had nothing to hide from her mate.

I shifted slightly as she leaned closer, but she wrapped her arm around me, pressing herself against my body-well, the Wolf king's body, but details, details.

She leaned closer, rubbing her chest against mine. Shit. It was strange as hell. The Wolf king would have loved this; too bad he wasn't here to enjoy all his...