Chapter25 The Fire of Jealousy

Elena

The brute force of his grip clamped around my wrist, the sharp pressure stinging sharply.

I spun my head and met Caspar’s dark, ferocious gaze.

His eyes were terrifying.

Shadowed, frigid, roiling with unprovoked rage that weighed heavily upon me. A weary confusion washed over me. I had no ...

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